"Her clothes spread wide;
And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up:
Which time she chanted snatches of old tunes;
As one incapable of her own distress,
Or like a creature native and indued
Unto that element: but long it could not be
Till that her garments, heavy with their drink,
Pull'd the poor wretch from her melodious lay
To muddy death.”
William Shakespeare
Hamlet, Act IV, Scene VII
"The Death of Ophelia" by Sarah Bernhardt 1880.
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@deathofophelia ‘s new song ‘OPHIE’S INTERLUDE (FT. OPHIE)’ is my new morning mood. 🦋 Listen to it on all platforms! Link in bio! . Wearing: @dove ‘silky nourishment’ lotion @victoriassecret ‘velvet petals’ fragrance spray . What’s your favorite song to listen to in the morning? ✨ (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/BvCg4UaHAy_/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=g0wbe5tobbud
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