He's mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf King Lear Shakespeare ©️Carla Kurt #BookWormSat

"O, I have suffered With those that I saw suffer! A brave vessel, Who had, no doubt, some noble creatures in her,  Dash'd all to pieces! " (“Tempest”, 1.2) 🎨 John William Waterhouse “Miranda - The Tempest” (1916) #bookwormsat #shakespeareweek

“I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.” ✍️William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream #BookWormSat 🎨Felice Casorati

'This is the fairy land;--O spite of spites! We talk with goblins, owls, and sprites; If we obey them not, this will ensue, They'll suck our breath, or pinch us black and blue.' -Shakespeare 🎨John Anster Fitzgerald #BookWormSat

A wicked fairy had condemned me to remain as a Beast until a beautiful maiden should consent to marry me. Beauty and the Beast Walter Crane #BookologyThursday

Astronomy c. 1850 James Sant

“I am often full of rapture, and it is only when the blue flower is out of my mind, that this deep, heart-felt longing overwhelms me." (Novalis “Henry of Ofterdingen”) #wyrdwednesday

For when a man falls in love with orchids, he'll do anything to possess the one he wants. It's like chasing a green-eyed woman … it's a sort of madness. The Orchid Thief Susan Orlean Martin Johnson Heade #WyrdWednesday

While her reputation is a much disputed point, Lucrezia Borgia is thought to have been a prolific poisoner, helped by her education of herbs and plants. She used this to help end threats to the powerful Borgia family. #WyrdWednesday 🖼: D.G. Rossetti

'Heartsease', or pansies and fern-shoots, by the Pre-Raphaelite-associated painter John Brett (1862). British Museum 1994,0618.1 (www.britishmuseum.org/collection/o...).

🖼️ Neil Fox

William Morris was born on this day in 1834. Morris was one of the principal figures of the British Arts and Crafts movement. These beautiful images were first designed by him in 1865.

“It is I who am evil. Since that night you have been an enigma luring me. I loved you before. But now something else in me worships before you. Oh, my adored one, my beautiful, cruel one." (Ben Hecht "The Florentine Dagger") 🎨 Wallace Smith (1923)

The Brown Owl Country Ways and Country Days Frank Adams #OwlishMonday

The snow has not yet left the earth, but spring is already asking to enter your heart … The trees are bare, but they are already living and breathing. Anton Chekhov Sarah Vivian #BookWormSat

Catnap Richard Bawden Happy #Caturday

“Midway upon the journey of our life   I found myself within a forest dark,   For the straightforward pathway had been lost.” (Dante) 🎨 Gustave Doré #bookwormsat #booksky #bookillustration

Garden flowers in Spring Christine Marie Lovmand Danish, 1803-1872 Private Collection

Today marks the spring equinox in the Northern Hemisphere meaning winter is officially behind us! This idyllic scene was painted by English-born painter Charles Conder.

Bluebells, Glynn Williams.

The Chinz Sofa Helen McNicoll 1913

I dreamed that, as I wandered by the way, Bare Winter suddenly was changed to Spring, Percy Bysshe Shelley Edmund Blair Leighton #legendarywednesday

Green for St. Patrick's day. 'The Harp Player' a study of Annie Miller by Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828-1882)

Physician and botanist, William Withering was born #OnThisDay 1741. He was the first to undertake clinical assessment of digitalis as a treatment for dropsy. His book "An account of the foxglove" was published in 1785 #histmed

‘Oh whence do you come, my dear friend, to me With your golden hair all fallen below your knee And your face as white as snowdrops on the lea And your voice as hollow as the hollow sea?’ The Poor Ghost, Christina Rossetti. #BookWormSat #GothicSpring 🖼️ Aksel Johannessen, c.1920.

“Where is there a place for you to be? No place … Nothing outside you can give you any place … In yourself right now is all the place you’ve got.” —Flannery O’Connor *** Sargent, painting

“The air was blue, you could hold it in your hand. Blue.” (Marguerite Duras) 🎨 Maria Brzozowska #owlishmonday

A Goldsmith in His Shop    1449 Petrus Christus  1415–1475 Met Museum

“I dreamed of cats, and soft-moving creatures, and the silence of life in a dim muffled world beyond the senses.” (Algernon Blackwood “Ancient Sorceries”) 🎨 Sidney Stanley (1932) #bookwormsat #booksky #bookillustration #catdurday

The eeriness of this lonely island, … an alien world, tenanted by willows only and the souls of willows. And we, in our rashness, had dared to invade it … Algernon Blackwood The Willows Nikolai Astrup #BookWormSat

'Frozen like a thing of stone I sit in thy shadow – but not alone.' Words and art by Elizabeth Siddal

Nishimura Hodo - Two Rabbits (1940) Japanese woodblock print, 28.1 x 40.8 cm

Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out. Iris Murdoch Paul Henry #BookologyThursday

In autumn, ensorcelled knights dream of death pale kings et al ... but what dreams may come if a faery’s child catches them in spring? We get to the bottom of it, in our 12th #darkspringtide tale, from the hills of Hesse. 🎨 Frank Cadogan Cowper

Birdsnest in a Bed of Wildflowers, O.D. Ottesen (1816–1892).

Mistle Thrush and Song Thrush, Tunnicliffe.

The forward road lay through a vast sandy plain, filled with rabbit holes. The fowls glittering with all the colours in the diamond led the way Folk Tales 1920 Charles Folkard, #WyrdWednesday

Hyacinths J.E.H. MacDonald 1919

Rainy Day 1906 art by Frank Weston Benson

🪻🌼🪻"When daisies pied, and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight." 💜Love's Labour's Lost. #ShakespeareSunday

But the Badger’s fort was dug when the whole land was one oak. His face is his ancient coat of arms, and he wears the same grey cloak. Ted Hughes CF Tunnicliffe #BookWormSat

“A hound it was, an enormous coal-black hound, but not such a hound as mortal eyes have ever seen.” (Arthur Conan Doyle “The Hound of the Baskervilles”) 🎨 Sidney Paget (1901) #bookwormsat #booksky #bookillustration

‘Often when I imagine you, your wholeness cascades into many shapes. You run like a herd of luminous deer, and I am dark; I am forest.’ ~ Rainer Maria Rilke. #BookWormSat

'The year stood at its equinox And bluff the North was blowing, A bleat of lambs came from the flocks, Green hardy things were growing' ~Christina Rossetti 🎨 Dominique Lang #BookologyThursday

The sky was clear -- remarkably clear -- and the twinkling of all the stars seemed to be but throbs of one body, timed by a common pulse. Far From the Madding Crowd Thomas Hardy Joseph Farquharson #BookologyThursday

Cottage in the Dunes Jean-Charles Cazin French, 1841-1901

“…so glad were spirits and men Before the coming of the sinful Queen.” (Tennyson "Idylls of the King") 🎨 Eleanor Fortescue-Brickdale (1913) #bookologythursday #booksky #bookillustration

'Red Umbrella,' by Józef Mehoffer, 1917

I looked with amazement at the absurd hieroglyphics upon the paper. "Why, Holmes, it is a child's drawing," I cried. The Adventure of the Dancing Men Arthur Conan Doyle #WyrdWednesday