Photo: Amber Scott by Justin Ridler Drest in a silken robe of white,
That shadowy in the moonlight shone:
The neck that made that white robe wan,
Her stately neck, and arms were bare;
Her blue-veined feet unsandl’d were,
And wildly glittered here and there
The gems entangled in her hair.
I guess, ’twas frightful there to see
A lady so richly clad as she—
Beautiful exceedingly!
--From “Christabel” by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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To help celebrate The Australian Ballet’s launch of its stunning new 2015 season,
A Year of Beauty, I’ve compiled my own ode to beauty. If you’d like to take part
on Instagram, the hashtag #whatisbeauty will take you to all things ballet and beautiful.
Found here are some beautiful images coupled with some beautiful words...
Full disclosure: I do write for The Australian Ballet, and although I’m biased, I am totally besotted with the 2015 season. It is worthy of a million blog posts. So enjoy!
Giselle
Photo: Lana Jones by Georges Antoni She sleeps: her breathings are not heard
In palace chambers far apart.
The fragrant tresses are not stirred
That lie upon her charmèd heart.
She sleeps; on either hand upswells
The gold-fringed pillow lightly prest:
She sleeps, nor dreams, but ever dwells
A perfect form in perfect rest.
--From “The Sleeping Beauty” by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
A Midsummer Night’s Dream