Young Dalyrample was sickly.
He invented a complex inner life.
I embark on this endeavor with the purpose of learning about and sharing things of interest...most of which are invariably rooted in the nineteenth and mid-twentieth centuries...nothing else
2 comments:
Where did you find that portrait ~ fabulous!
Very evocative image of the lad day dreaming with a pile of books - at an open window - something very Emma Bovary about him - she was always yearning for a more colorful life at some window.
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