Gather ye rosebuds while ye may

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may
girl with a pearl earring vermeer
Gustav Klimt Kiss painting
Head of Christ
a breathless smell of warm black crape - I did not know what the smell was then, but I know now. ¡¡¡¡The three young women, who appeared to be very industrious and comfortable, raised their heads to look at me, and then went on with their work. Stitch, stitch, stitch. At the same time there came from a workshop across a little yard outside the window, a regular sound of hammering that kept a kind of tune: RAT - tat-tat, RAT - tat-tat, RAT - tat-tat, without any variation. ¡¡¡¡'Well,' said my conductor to one of the three young women. 'How do you get on, Minnie?' ¡¡¡¡'We shall be ready by the trying-on time,' she replied gaily, without looking up.
oil painting 'Don't you be afraid, father.' ¡¡¡¡Mr. Omer took off his broad-brimmed hat, and sat down and panted. He was so fat that he was obliged to pant some time before he could say: ¡¡¡¡'That's right.' ¡¡¡¡'Father!' said Minnie, playfully. 'What a porpoise you do grow!' ¡¡¡¡'Well, I don't know how it is, my dear,' he replied, considering about it. 'I am rather so.' ¡¡¡¡'You are such a comfortable man, you see,' said Minnie. 'You take things so easy.' ¡¡¡¡'No use taking 'em otherwise, my dear,' said Mr. Omer. ¡¡¡¡'No, indeed,' returned his daughter. 'We are all pretty gay here, thank Heaven! Ain't we, father?' ¡¡¡¡'I hope so, my dear,' said Mr. Omer. 'As I have got my breath now, I think I'll measure this young scholar. Would you walk into the shop, Master Copperfield?'