"…there must be something strangely perverse in an imagination which souses Ophelia in a weedy ditch, and robs the drowning struggle of that love-lorn maiden of all pathos and beauty, while it studies every petal of the darnel and anemone floating on the eddy, and pricks out a robin on the pollard from which Ophelia fell…"
From a review of John Everett Millais’s
Ophelia, published in The Times newspaper, Saturday, May 1, 1852 (via
peacockmirror)
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