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A shoot based on William Shakeaspeare's Hamlet and particularly on the part about Ophelia's death. This death may be called one of the most poet… Read More
A shoot based on William Shakeaspeare's Hamlet and particularly on the part about Ophelia's death. This death may be called one of the most poetic and beautiful ever described. GERTRUDE There is a willow grows aslant a brook That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream. There with fantastic garlands did she come Of crowflowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples, That liberal shepherds give a grosser name, But our cold maids do “dead men’s fingers” call them. There, on the pendant boughs her coronet weeds Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke, When down her weedy trophies and herself Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide, And mermaid-like a while they bore her up, Which time she chanted snatches of old lauds 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, Pulled the poor wretch from her melodious lay To muddy death. Read Less
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                                           - Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.
 
                               William Shakespeare
 
 
 
Photography: Alexandra Kulakova, Alexander Egorov;
MUA, Style: Mary Kursanova;
Model: Anna Green