Cassandra Picture

HHe gave to her, yet tenfold claim’d in return;
She hath no life but the one he for her wrought.
Proffer’d to her his wauking heart: she turn’d it down,
Ripostéd with a tell-tale lore of lies and scorn.

Prophetess or fond?
Tho’ her parle of truth:
“I ken to-morrow – refell me if ye can!”,
Yet the kiss and breath, Apollo’s bane –
Sëer of the future, not of twain,
“Sicker!”, quoth Cassandra.

Still, is she lief and quaint in his eyne, a sight divine?
A mistress fuell’d by his prest haughtiness.
If he did grant, wherefore then did he not foresee,
Belike egal as it to him might be?!

Prophetess or fond?
Tho’ her parle of truth:
“I ken to-morrow – refell me if ye can!”,
Yet the kiss and breath, Apollo’s bane –
Sëer of the future, not of twain,
“Sicker!”, quoth Cassandra.

‘Or was he an æriéd being,
‘Or was he weening – alack nay mo;
Her naysay’ raught his heart,
Her daffing was the grave of all hope –
She beliéd her own words,
He thought her life, save moreo’er scourge,
She held him august, yet wee;
He left her ne’er without his heart.


[ Cassandra – Theatre of Tragedy ]


With this photo, the Aégis Collection has reached the number of five pieces. At this point, I will clearly do the whole album.
A funny trivia about this photo is that Luisa found that earring with her brother and kept it without ever wearing it. At last, it was of some use: it adds a very particular detail to the whole photo.
The background we used is the Neoclassical pronaos of the Sant’Antonio church in Trieste. Unfortunately it’s not clear enough that she’s stainding in front of a column, but that was the idea.

Photo, concept, editing: Me
Model, styling, hair, make up: Luisa

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