Sunday, 24 May 2009

A pair of Angels entwined is a thing of beauty


One of the first graves I came across in the Dissenters' Cemetery, yesterday, was this very ornate representation of two angels on a gravestone. The sheer beauty of the carving and the way it has weathered makes this a photograph that I am very pleased to have captured.

9 comments:

  1. yes, the symmetry of the stonework is absolutely perfect, as is your picture. Why is it a Dissenters' Cemetery? anti-war veterans? Labor Party members?

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  2. Margaret,
    The dictionary defintion is: In Britain, a former name for a Protestant refusing to conform to the established Christian Church. For example, Baptists, Presbyterians and Independents (now known as Congregationalist) were all Dissenters

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  3. Well, I haven't checked your blog since yesterday morning or so and feel like I've been gone for weeks! So many pictures and posts to catch up on... Gorgeous, striking photographs! I love, love, love the angel with the lichen or moss growing on it. Such evidence of a long, loving vigil...

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  4. Not only that we can injoy your art but olso learn a lot new things.Wouw,thanks for sharing,greetings Sandra

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  5. Lovely, lovely. There is something so beautiful about carvings in grey stone.

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  6. laurie, that was informative and interesting. What would you call a Catholic? (as opposed to the Church of England followers) As Sandra said, we're always learning new things with you. Thanks!

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  7. Hi Laurie, looks like you're on a late night marathon here, each entry surpassing the last... wonderful work, cannot find words to convey the great pleasure, intellectual stimulation your thought provoking entries here are providing... I will be looking at each again carefully. The one thing that does come immediately to mind is Jackson Browne's haunting song : Too Many Angels

    YouTube video at :

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LOZu7oNu4jI

    Lyrics :

    There's an angel on a ribbon
    Hanging from the armoire door
    There's a Cupid with his feet crossed
    On the bird cage by the door
    There's a baby angel drummer
    His eyes are open wide
    And two more tiny cherubs
    On the mantle side by side
    Too many angels
    Have seen me crying
    Too many angels
    Have heard you lying

    There are photographs of children
    All in their silver frames
    On the window sills and tabletops
    Lit by candle flames
    And upon their angel faces
    Life's expectations climb
    Where the moment has preserved them
    From the ravages of time
    Too many angels
    Have seen me crying
    Too many angels
    Have heard you lying

    Bring the morning on
    Voices sing of day
    I want to step out in the morning sun
    Through the flood of tears
    I want this darkness gone
    Your sweet face appears
    These apparitions coming one by one
    But there's no end in sight
    Only the dead of night
    And too many angels

    Too many angels
    Have seen me crying
    Too many angels
    Have heard you lying
    Too many angels

    Bring the morning on
    Voices sing of day
    I want to step out in the morning sun
    Through the flood of tears
    I want to greet the dawn
    Cast away these fears
    Forget about the things we could have done
    Bring the morning on
    Voices sing of day
    I want to watch the children as they run
    Through the broken years
    I want this darkness gone
    Your sweet face appears
    These apparitions coming one by one
    But there's no end in sight
    Only the dead of night
    And too many angels
    ==============================
    Words/music c. Jackson Browne

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  8. Thanks, Owen. I'll check it out!

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