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fuckyeahvictorians:

liquidnight:

Julius LeBlanc Stewart - Reading Aloud, oil on canvas, circa 1833

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fuckyeahvictorians:

billyjane:

Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep: And yet a third of Life is passed in sleep.
Lord Byron

by Anonymous,1870

Ooh, Lord Byron! Going over his works right now, as part of my required readings for English. It’s actually enjoyable so I don’t refer to what I’m doing as “studying.” It is “fangirling over awesome English writers.”

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fuckyeahvictorians:

This is actually a post-mortem photograph.  The girl in the middle is dead.

“It was extremely expensive to have a photo taken during Victorian times. Only the wealthy could afford such a luxury. If a child or other loved one died it was a common practice to have a photo taken either alone or as in this case with the family especially if there was not yet a living likeness.If you look closely you can see a base behind the girls feet and a post would go up from that with clamps at the waist and neck and the clothing would be open at the back. The arms would have stiff wires running at the back to hold them in place. Also notice the strange placement of the hands. The pupils are painted on the closed eyelids.”