Image: Leighton-Forest Tryst / Edmund Leighton (1852–1922) / Wikimedia Commons / Public domain. A lady waits for her lover in the shadow of a stout tree, wearing a long, patterned red dress, long dark green cloak, and a tight white headdress covering her hair. To her left, on a rock, she has a large bag with her. To her right, further off, a figure approaches from, silhouetted by daylight amid the trees in the background.
Flee into some forgotten night and be
Of all dark long my moon-bright company:
Beyond the rumour even of Paradise come,
There, out of all remembrance, make our home ...
~ From Walter de la Mare, The Tryst.
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