And, actually, for this, for causing me to track down the phrase "farewell earth's bliss" many many years ago. Well, I suppose I can't blame her for the typesetting hobby; I think originally that was the subtle influence of
benet.

Text: Thomas Nashe, Litany in a Time of Plague, from Summer's Last Will And Testament.
Capitals: Hans Holbein, Dance of Death Alphabet
Body Type: Sorts Mill Goudy.
Image: Alfred Rethel, detail from Der Tod als Freund,
Border: William Morris, from The Works Of Geoffery Chaucer.
Larger web version available on flikr, enormous printable .tif file negotiably available upon request.
Also, I'm not feeling morbid or depressed or anything, do not be concerned.
I've been meaning to do this one for ages.

Text: Thomas Nashe, Litany in a Time of Plague, from Summer's Last Will And Testament.
Capitals: Hans Holbein, Dance of Death Alphabet
Body Type: Sorts Mill Goudy.
Image: Alfred Rethel, detail from Der Tod als Freund,
Border: William Morris, from The Works Of Geoffery Chaucer.
Larger web version available on flikr, enormous printable .tif file negotiably available upon request.
Also, I'm not feeling morbid or depressed or anything, do not be concerned.
I've been meaning to do this one for ages.
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Date: 2012-07-26 09:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-26 06:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-26 03:32 pm (UTC)It's tremendously lyrical, and I love what you've done with it. Can you link me to your flickr version? I want to ogle the drop caps.
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Date: 2012-07-26 06:30 pm (UTC)You have mail. :-)
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Date: 2012-07-29 01:41 pm (UTC)Or at least, it seems that way. I think one could get quite a decent English Lit major out of that book...
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Date: 2012-07-26 11:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-28 04:17 am (UTC)And weirdly, made me feel better about being sick this week. I don't know why. Maybe something about feeling less alone. It's just the normal stuff that flesh is heir to.
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Date: 2012-07-29 10:48 am (UTC)