The Saturn Room

Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws,
And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;
Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws,
And burn the long-lived phoenix in her blood;
Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleet'st,
And do whate'er thou wilt, swift-footed Time,
To the wide world and all her fading sweets.
But I forbid thee one most heinous crime:
O, carve not with thy hours my love's fair brow,
Nor draw no lines there with thine antique pen;
Him in thy course untainted do allow
For beauty's pattern to succeeding men.
Yet, do thy worst, old Time. Despite thy wrong,
My love shall in my verse ever live young.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616)

Vladimir Bugrin, Portrait of Lili Brochetain

Vladimir Bugrin, Samson

The artist and his model by Ilya Kagan

The market day by Ilya Kagan

The Villages Orpheus by Ilya Kagan

Vyacheslav Kalinin, The Passer by

Oscar Rabin, Portrait of Lili Brochetain

Oscar Rabin, The Sleeping Doll

Three children by Valentina Shapiro

Carnival in Venice by Vladimir Tchernyshev

Queue for wine by Vladimir Titov

Oleg Tselkov, Masked Portrait

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