vigorous violet

When you are old and gray and full of sleep 
And nodding by the fire, take down this book, 
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look 
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; 

How many loved your moments of glad grace, 
And loved your beauty with love false or true; 
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, 
And loved the sorrows of your changing face.

And bending down beside the glowing bars, 
Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled 
And paced upon the mountains overhead, 
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

This fraction of a second is probably one of my favourite Violet moments of season 5. It is so short and slight, yet to me it says so much about Violet. There is something quite fragile and (dare I say) sexy about her reaction to this outburst. It’s as if for one brief moment we get a glimpse of Violet as she might have behaved as the lady of the house back when Lord Grantham was still alive, and I can somehow imagine her reacting exactly like this to an angry outburst from her husband. Perhaps after finding out she’d spent so much time with the Russian Prince in St. Petersburg? In this brief moment she is not the imperious Dowager, but a submissive woman, which once again shows us, that there are so many more sides to Violet than we were first led to believe. And of course, it proves once again how much Maggie can do with so little.

Every photograph of them was the same; the Princess would be looking directly at the camera, posing as she was expected to do so, but he… his gaze never left her. Successive photographers would try to get him to look their way, but it seemed that Prince Igor Kuragin was simply not inclined to look at anything or anyone but his wife.