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uwmspeccoll · 2 years ago
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Shakespeare Weekend!
This weekend we are sharing Shakespeare’s historical drama, Henry the Fourth, Part II, the tenth volume of the thirty-seven volume The Comedies Histories & Tragedies of William Shakespeare, published by the Limited Editions Club (LEC) from 1939-1940. This play was likely written between 1596 and 1599. It was first printed in the First Folio in 1623. 
This volume was illustrated by the English painter and illustrator Edward Bawden (1903-1989). His watercolor illustrations were reproduced in print and pochoir. Bawden expressed that to his surprise and satisfaction his illustrations had never been so exquisitely reproduced as they are in this edition. 
His one full page illustration and ten smaller illustrations, two to a page, have the feeling of a storyboard. They appear to be quick gestural drawings with the affect of a cartoon. Washes of color add some specificity to scenes and characters. 
The volume was printed in an edition of 1950 copies at the Press of A. Colish. Each of the LEC volumes of Shakespeare’s works are illustrated by a different artist, but the unifying factor is that all volumes were designed by famed book and type designer Bruce Rogers and edited by the British theatre professional and Shakespeare specialist Herbert Farjeon. Our copy is number 1113, the number for long-standing LEC member Austin Fredric Lutter of Waukesha, Wisconsin.
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-Teddy, Special Collections Graduate Intern
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nibinsects · 3 months ago
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boring govt meetings
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siriusgator · 6 months ago
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toringo · 1 year ago
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William is so insecure in the books and he doesn't even seem to realise. His inferiority complex relating to Henry and spreading through all areas of his life is like, his leading trait. Everything he does is just because of fear and the overwhelming need to proof something, even (or especially) to people who will never think more of him anyways. The way he flexes his skills in front of Charlie and her firends in the Silver Eyes, the need to show his tortured body as Springtrap in the Twisted Ones and his suffering and scientific prowess in The Fourth Closet. Jessica points that out blatantly and he dismisses her, event though she was on point. He wants to shock her so bad, he doesn't care for her pity, maybe, but he sure does want to see her and others be uncomfortable with the idea of him still being alive but in such agony. He is afraid of death but still so impossibly reckless with his body; he needs the attention so bad. Makes you think how he was acting around Henry; did Henry ever entertain his "faithful partner's" need for attention? He must have, seeing as William performed as Spring Bonnie. But he is also such a... wavy presence when it comes to Freddy's. How resentful he must have grown, spending long hours behind his small desk in his small office, filing papers while constantly thinking of Henry's inventions. How much better they were, what genius Henry was, all to waste. It must have been like watching a God using his power for puny magic tricks, while you remain a grey, unseen mass. How he must have reveled in being seen, in waking the most extreme of emotions. After all, he was even jealous of his last nearly-victim's fear; he wanted Jacob to fear him, not the animatronics, he was desperate for it. He was truly the biggest attention seeker of them all.
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cotardspringtrap · 28 days ago
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This is how some of y'all draw William x Henry
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allurilove · 7 months ago
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Celebrating the fourth of July with Henry and yandere husband. Also happy 4th of julyyyyy 🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸
I'm celebrating by eating a lot of hotdogs! I haven't had them in so long, and I sort of forgot how good they could be.
Your husband grunted as you handed him the aluminum pan, heavy with copious amounts of tiny hamburger sliders you made for the neighborhood party. You made sure that you looked nice and that Henry was presentable too. Your husband wasn't the celebrating type, and he was confused when you handed him a shirt with an American flag printed on the front. He shook his head, refusing to even touch or wear it. It just felt wrong to be overly patriotic like that.
Your husband still wanted to "blend" into the crowd, so he opted to slick his hair back and wear a hat backward, a dark blue t-shirt with a fun graphic on the breast pocket, jean cargo shorts, and his black Sambas. From afar, he looked like a college student—in better words, he looked like the typical frat boy. You were surprised he even had clothes like that.
You held Henry's hand as you walked to your neighbor's backyard. You pushed the gate open for your husband and guided him to the table where the food was. "Now that looks good..." You took a banana pudding cup for you and your son. Your husband huffed and finally put down the heavy tray. He took off the top and tossed it into the trash. He looked around to see the other people who decided to show up, and he gulped as he saw his number one rival... the Skylar family.
Fuck, were they the perfect family.
They could model for Gap or Old Navy with how amazing they looked together. Like the good man he was, your husband approached Lucas Skylar. Lucas was sort of an odd man (your husband thought), and he was a sex therapist who mainly worked with those horrible reality TV couples. You know the ones: people who came onto a show for clout and fame, really only looking to win money and cheat into having an easy life. The ones who pair up with other people who matched their physical aesthetics. It was sort of genius, and your husband slowly started to wish he was in that profession.
"Lucas! It's so great to see you." Your husband opened his arms and pulled him into a "bro" hug. Lucas equally threw himself into the hug. Of course, he was an amazing greeter.
"How are you and your wife? I can see that you guys got down and dirty, huh?" Lucas smirked and nudged your husband. You were about six months pregnant with another child—a girl, as you two had found out. "If you two ever get into a rut, you know where to find me."
Your husband would rather die. This wasn't the first time Lucas Skylar offered his services, and your husband was starting to form an idea in his head that Lucas just wanted to fuck you. I mean, he stares at you way too often. His green eyes would linger on your form, even if he was standing by his wife. Maybe your husband should take up the offer and start boasting about how you two had this amazing sexual chemistry.
"Yeah. Thanks." Your husband laughed humorlessly and slapped Lucas's shoulder a bit too roughly, brushing past him. The pissed-off man went straight for the beers. He spent the rest of the night sulking in the corner, nursing his drink, and watching Henry run around the backyard with lit sparklers in his hands.
"Hey." The man cleared his throat and pushed his body off the fence, his expression softening as you came up to him. You handed him some food and he accepted it gratefully.
"Let me guess..."
"You don't even have to." Your husband groaned and his shoulders tensed up. He rolled his eyes and looked right back down at you. "That prick wants to meddle into our sex life again."
"Why don't you tell him that it's great and he needs to back off?" You shrugged nonchalantly and your husband sighed.
"I... I didn't want to embarrass you like that. Plus, I don't want to create any bad blood between us and them. We still have to live near them after all." Your husbands expression soured. He crushed the empty beer can before making a shot into the trash bag. He then took your hands into his and he pulled you into his embrace.
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Your husband wanted to make it up to you for pouting all day, and he took the family out to a secluded and open area. He opened the trunk of the car, and he pulled out a box of fireworks. After he was done scolding Henry for not listening to his little safety seminar, he finally lit one and took a step back. The firework shot up into the sky and burst into red and blue colors.
He subtly reached for his phone and took a picture of you and Henry both looking at the sky. Your husband would talk to thousands of guys like Lucas Skylar if this was the end result. His heart warmed at the sight of his two, and soon to be three, favorite people holding hands.
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goldoradove · 2 months ago
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The One That Got Away | Prologue
Wilhelm: What's in the news, Anna?
Anna: The Queen of England is dead.
Wilhelm: Already?
Anna: I must admit, I thought she'd last longer than a year. Too bad. I kind of liked the girl.
Wilhelm: Are you aware of what this means?
Anna: Yes, Wilhelm, I'm perfectly aware, but I see no need to worry about it yet. Six months of mourning, and everyone knows negotiations take eons... There are plenty of women on the market for a crown, no matter how ugly the seller is. I'm not.
Wilhelm: Regardless, you need to be prepared.
Anna: Ha! For what? To get my head chopped off? No, thanks. I've had better success keeping fish alive than that man has with wives.
Wilhelm: I don't think you have much choice in the matter, my dear sister.
Anna: Ah, he won't choose me. Between our reformist sister and your Catholicism, I'm sure I'm far down the list of potential brides. Worst case scenario, you might seek the king's favor in exchange for my hand, but that would mean sacrificing your alliance with the Holy Roman Emperor. You are much too clever to ever come to that. No, I will never marry the king.
3 years later...
Anna: Scheiße.
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mycroftholmesian · 25 days ago
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The Dear Christopher Benjamin passed away 💔
Goodbye Henry Gordon Jago 🎩
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starbound-wanderer · 10 months ago
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When I think back on podcasts and books I remember them exactly how I pictured them so it’s like remembering a movie, but I know not everyone’s brain works the same way!
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remyfire · 9 months ago
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Please give Henry a vacation
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pasdetrois · 3 months ago
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Marina Dyachenko and Sergey Dyachenko, Vita Nostra (tr. Julia Meitov Hersey) • Mircea Suciu, Camouflage (2) • Agostino Arrivabene, Immutatio • Matthias Claudius, "Der Tod und Das Mädchen" • Henry Fuseli, The Nightmare • Dragan Bibin, Pull (edited) • Maria Kreyn, Angel's Back • Franz Wimmer, Death and the Maiden • Mel Chin, Bat and Dove • Ana Sanchez, Death and the Maiden
#vita nostra#death and the maiden#the gothic imagination#some dread chord#compilations#web weaving#marina dyachenko#sergey dyachenko#henry fuseli#dragan bibin#franz wimmer#myedit#lit tag#litedit#bookedit#quotes one compiles while listening to the lexa lexie edit of house of metal 🎶#VN's themes of fear and metamorphosis got me thinking#beyond the fourth wall breaking+gnosticism aspects‚ it's ultimately a coming of age story right (or coming of Self if we're being literal)#and i would argue the figure of death / metamorphosis (oftentimes one and the same) is a key element in such a narrative#we see the terror turn into begrudging acceptance of the metamorphosis#and sasha does accept it‚ to a degree. to the degree that kostya remarks on how alike she and farit have become#but the story does not end at her acceptance. it ends with her reaching beyond it (esp with the final lines of the book):#“The light shines in the darkness and the darkness has not overcome it. [...] Do not be afraid.”#the idea that 'yes you are the final law of this world but not of them all. i can create another one'#also some of the other elements to consider wrt the figure of death concept:#the coins necessary for admittance to the university (reminiscent of those given to the dead as a payment for the ferryman)#+ the instances farit's appearance is likened to an illuminated skull (one of the most harrowing being the last temptation offer to sasha)#+ the students almost being considered dead to the outside world once they cross the threshold of the town#idk it's just a really interesting aspect for me#realizing i probably went a little overboard with all the quotes. well. just know that i had to hold myself back from adding even more 👩🏻‍💻
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justbearsart · 8 months ago
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oakson garcia at the liveshow goes crazy (clip undercut)
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henry-the-winner · 2 months ago
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who the FUCK turned me into marketable merch
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siriusgator · 6 months ago
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i present to yall my new au!! in this one I'm going to be focusing on the fnaf nightguards because i love them so stay tuned
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fourth-wall-askblog · 3 months ago
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Welcome To The Fourth Wall Ask Blog!
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This is a very weird multi-fandom ask blog that I honestly just made for fun.
Feel free to ask anything! Just remember to be respectful and don't spam!
Also not all characters were taken from the most-recent part of their series or post-canon, so here's all of the time-placing: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1DJSlPb4bPWxofPGGSEaKf8OKat5sbKJA7Wj2TPeebZc/edit?usp=sharing
(Also also yes, I know that I rushed the colors and backgrounds; I worked on the sketches for a month and was very tired, then did the colors in three days and forgot the shading)
(And yes, I did mess up Saiki's square and said "Dangerous Life" instead of "Disaterous Life")
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cleowho · 1 year ago
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“Who the devil was it?!”
The Talons of Weng-Chiang - season 14 - 1977
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