Meeting on the Turret Stairs by Fredrick Burton, 1864
Every woman is a rebel, and usually in wild revolt against herself.
– Oscar Wilde (via shrinkinginthecity) (via holycrapbooks) (via fuckyeahvictorians)
The Look by Sara Teasdale
Strephon kissed me in the spring,
Robin in the fall,
But Colin only looked at me
And never kissed at all.
Strephon’s kiss was lost in jest,
Robin’s lost in play,
But the kiss in Colin’s eyes
Haunts me night and day.



