On February 11, 1862, Elizabeth Siddal died of an overdose of Laudanum. This was a tragic end to a very sad period of her life. She and her husband, Dante Gabriel Rossetti, had suffered the birth of a stillborn daughter and Lizzie was in the throes of grief and depression. She was also in [...]
Since I’m celebrating the fifth anniversary of LizzieSiddal.com this week, I’ve chosen one of her poems as this week’s feature. Early Death is a particularly poignant title for a poem, given Lizzie’s own untimely death from an overdose of Laudanum. Early Death by Elizabeth Siddal Oh grieve not with thy bitter tears The life that [...]
Shameful Death by William Morris There were four of us about that bed; The mass-priest knelt at the side, I and his mother stood at the head, Over his feet lay the bride; We were quite sure that he was dead, Though his eyes were open wide. He did not die in the night, He [...]
Ophelia is a captivating character, one that many of the Pre-Raphaelites and other Victorian artists drew inspiration from. For those unfamiliar with Ophelia, she is Hamlet’s innocent young love interest in one of Shakespeare’s most popular plays (Hamlet). Hamlet loved Ophelia – but after his meeting with the ghost of his father (Act I) he [...]
Remember, by Christina Rossetti REMEMBER me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you plann’d: Only [...]
The Portrait, by Dante Gabriel Rossetti (painting shown is Regina Cordium, painted by Rossetti in 1860. Model is Elizabeth Siddal – painted shortly after their marriage) This is her picture as she was: It seems a thing to wonder on, As though mine image in the glass Should tarry when myself am gone. I gaze [...]
The Blessed Damozel, Dante Gabriel Rossetti The blessed damozel leaned out From the gold bar of Heaven; Her eyes were deeper than the depth Of waters stilled at even; She had three lilies in her hand, And the stars in her hair were seven. Her robe, ungirt from clasp to hem, No wrought flowers did [...]
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