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Hope is the thing with feathers
Emily Dickinson, 1830 - 1886

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I’ve heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me. -
(Photo shot at the sculptures gallery of MOCA / Bangkok 2014) by ricgindap http://ift.tt/1IqXc6t

i always think of cosette as a sweet innocent babby but sneaking a strange man into her father’s garden to have cute flirty sessions is p hardcore for the 1830s 

scandalous cinnamon roll too good for this world, too pure 

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Hand Painted Muslin Wedding Dress

The source site dates this dress to 1795, but I would date it to about 1785-90, with the bodice altered circa the 1830s (that style of rouching was very common in the 1830s, but I’ve never seen it in the 18th century)

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