ART MAY BE RED BUT DOES IT FLY

SAINTS with LIONS

SUBLIME

Twining memories of old time With new virtues more sublime; If not, perish thou and they, Clouds which stain truth’s rising day SHELLEY 1818

BROCADE

These golden fetters rang like precious little bells; and what with that ringing, and with the rustle of silk and brocade and fine linen, there was a flutter in the air CHARLES DICKENS 1859