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Blue Oasis

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Peacock Daze
Deep in the heart of a rose filled garden, overpowered by an intoxicating perfume, a maiden is transported into a world of daydreams. As she drifts into a trance like state, she imagines herself adorned with peacocks and exotic flowers. She enjoys her fleeting moments of escapism.
Posted 07 May 2005

Posted 23 Jul 2005

Blue Oasis says
MAHA RAJA said:

TUSI WAKAI CHA GAI HOOO



LOL you know what? I get you and King of JB mixed up all the time. And the compliments for you sigs too No offence to anyone!

And yes I have been to the chand and brought back all the lovely chandni for brilliant JB people
Posted 24 Jul 2005

Blue Oasis says
SRK or iski smile be na
Posted 24 Jul 2005

Posted 24 Jul 2005

Posted 24 Jul 2005

Blue Oasis says
SRK or iski hugs be na   
Posted 24 Jul 2005

awwww chandramukhi
Posted 25 Jul 2005

Blue Oasis says
Yes new and improved
Posted 25 Jul 2005

bohat acha lag raha hay yah nick aap par
Posted 25 Jul 2005

Blue Oasis says
Thank you
and achay people as you like achay things
Posted 25 Jul 2005

Posted 25 Jul 2005

Blue Oasis says


Okay now poerty time. I love John Keats, I've already shared with you some of his poetry and the artists which have painted inspired by his poems.

Here is another Keats poem:


To Sleep

O soft embalmer of the still midnight,
    Shutting, with careful fingers and benign,
Our gloom-pleas'd eyes, embower'd from the light,
    Enshaded in forgetfulness divine:
O soothest Sleep! if so it please thee, close
    In midst of this thine hymn my willing eyes,
Or wait the "Amen," ere thy poppy throws
    Around my bed its lulling charities.
Then save me, or the passed day will shine
Upon my pillow, breeding many woes,--
    Save me from curious Conscience, that still lords
Its strength for darkness, burrowing like a mole;
    Turn the key deftly in the oiled wards,
And seal the hushed Casket of my Soul.
Posted 25 Jul 2005

Guest_005 says
Chandramuki said:

MAHA RAJA said:

TUSI WAKAI CHA GAI HOOO



LOL you know what? I get you and King of JB mixed up all the time. And the compliments for you sigs too No offence to anyone!

And yes I have been to the chand and brought back all the lovely chandni for brilliant JB people



lolzzzzzzzz

its ok ji
Posted 26 Jul 2005

Guest_005 says
~ ßã£îçh ~ said:

bohat acha lag raha hay yah nick aap par

ji nahi
Posted 26 Jul 2005

Guest_005 says
ur poetry really v nice
Posted 26 Jul 2005

Blue Oasis says
Shakespeare in Art

Philip H. Calderon. Juliet, exhibited in 1888.

"Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? . . . 'Tis but thy name that is my enemy" (Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene ii).




Posted 02 Aug 2005

Blue Oasis says
Henry Woods. Portia, exhibited in 1888.

"Tarry, Jew: The law hath yet another hold on you" (The Merchant of Venice, Act IV, Scene i).




Posted 02 Aug 2005

Blue Oasis says
Sir Samuel Luke Fildes. Jessica, exhibited in 1888.

"There will come a Christian boy, will be worth a Jewess' eye" (The Merchant of Venice, Act II, Scene v).



Posted 02 Aug 2005

Blue Oasis says
Edmund Blair Leighton. Olivia, exhibited in 1888.




"Have you any commission from your lord to negotiate with my face? You are now out of your text: but we will draw the curtain and show you the picture" (Twelfth Night, Act I, Scene v).


Posted 02 Aug 2005

Blue Oasis says
John W. Waterhouse. Cleopatra, exhibited in 1888.

"Where's my serpent of old Nile? For so he calls me" (Antony and Cleopatra, Act I, Scene v).



Posted 02 Aug 2005

Blue Oasis says
Francis W. Topham. Isabella, exhibited in 1888.

"I am a woeful suitor to your honour, Please but your honour hear me" (Measure for Measure, Act II, Scene ii).






Posted 02 Aug 2005

Blue Oasis says
Frederick Goodall. Miranda, exhibited in 1888.

"O, the cry did knock against my very heart. Poor souls, they perish'd" (The Tempest, Act I, Scene ii).



Posted 02 Aug 2005

Blue Oasis says
Frank Dicksee. Romeo and Juliet, 1884.



JULIET
     A thousand times good night!
     Exit, above
ROMEO
     A thousand times the worse, to want thy light.
     Love goes toward love, as schoolboys from
     their books,
     But love from love, toward school with heavy looks.
     Retiring
     Re-enter JULIET, above
JULIET
     Hist! Romeo, hist! O, for a falconer's voice,
     To lure this tassel-gentle back again!
     Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud;
     Else would I tear the cave where Echo lies,
     And make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine,
     With repetition of my Romeo's name.
ROMEO
     It is my soul that calls upon my name:
     How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night,
     Like softest music to attending ears!
JULIET
     Romeo!
ROMEO
     My dear?
JULIET
     At what o'clock to-morrow
     Shall I send to thee?
ROMEO
     At the hour of nine.
JULIET
     I will not fail: 'tis twenty years till then.
     I have forgot why I did call thee back.
ROMEO
     Let me stand here till thou remember it.
JULIET
     I shall forget, to have thee still stand there,
     Remembering how I love thy company.
ROMEO
     And I'll still stay, to have thee still forget,
     Forgetting any other home but this.
JULIET
     'Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone:
     And yet no further than a wanton's bird;
     Who lets it hop a little from her hand,
     Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves,
     And with a silk thread plucks it back again,
     So loving-jealous of his liberty.
ROMEO
     I would I were thy bird.
JULIET
     Sweet, so would I:
     Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing.
     Good night, good night! parting is such
     sweet sorrow,
     That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
(II:ii 154-185)



Posted 02 Aug 2005

Blue Oasis says



JULIET
     What man art thou that thus bescreen'd in night
     So stumblest on my counsel?
ROMEO
     By a name
     I know not how to tell thee who I am:
     My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,
     Because it is an enemy to thee;
     Had I it written, I would tear the word.
JULIET
     My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words
     Of that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound:
     Art thou not Romeo and a Montague?
ROMEO
     Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike.
(II:ii 52-61)


Posted 02 Aug 2005

MAHA RAJA said:

~ ßã£îçh ~ said:

bohat acha lag raha hay yah nick aap par

ji nahi





tion nahinnnnnnnn
Posted 03 Aug 2005

Chandramuki said:

Shakespeare in Art

Philip H. Calderon. Juliet, exhibited in 1888.

"Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? . . . 'Tis but thy name that is my enemy" (Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene ii).







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Posted 03 Aug 2005

Chandramuki said:

Sir Samuel Luke Fildes. Jessica, exhibited in 1888.

"There will come a Christian boy, will be worth a Jewess' eye" (The Merchant of Venice, Act II, Scene v).





Posted 03 Aug 2005

Chand keep posting dearrrr
Posted 03 Aug 2005

Blue Oasis says
Balich bacha!

I will post loads and loads more as soon as I find them.

btw what is your taste in Littrature? I mean your favorite poets writers etc?
Posted 03 Aug 2005

all very very nice
excellent sharing Chundurmukhi
Posted 04 Aug 2005

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