‘A revolutionary moment in painting’


Enchanted Island 


Let us breathe the air

Of the Enchanted Island.

Golden lie the meadows;

Golden run the streams;

Red gold is on the pine-stems.

The sun is coming down to earth,

And walks the fields and the waters.

The sun Is coming down to earth,

And the fields and the waters

Shout to him golden shouts.
George Meredith
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