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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