Louis Vuitton Fall 2013: To a Lady Sleeping

Louis Vuitton Fall 2013 37To a Lady Sleeping
by: Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)

O thou whose fringèd lids I gaze upon,
Through whose dim brain the wingèd dreams are born,
Unroof the shrines of clearest vision,
In honour of the silverfleckèd morn:
Long hath the white wave of the virgin light
Driven back the billow of the dreamful dark.
Thou all unwittingly prolongest night,
Though long ago listening the poisèd lark,
With eyes dropt downward through the blue serene,
Over heaven’s parapets the angels lean.

Photos courtesy of Louis Vuitton/Ludwig Bonnet and Frederique Bonnet

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