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history meme. seven pairings: queen victoria and prince albert.
She was an 18-year-old young woman who had just become Queen of England in 1837. He was her cousin and they married in 1840. Queen Victoria was most pleased with her new husband. She wrote to her uncle Leopold thanking him “for the prospect of great happiness you have contributed to give me in the person of dear Albert. “He possesses every quality that can be desired to make me perfectly happy.” Berkshire historian Jane Walton says: “He had actually been her right-hand man, he had helped with all the business, he’d taken the load of monarchy off her shoulders to a certain extent. “He devoted himself to sorting out the Royal finances, so much so they could afford to buy Osborne House - a home of their own that was their private residence.” For 21 years they lived in close harmony and had a family of nine children, many of whom married into the European monarchy. Prince Albert died of typhoid at Windsor on 14 December 1861. Victoria was overwhelmed by grief and remained in mourning until the end of her life. Cliveden in Berkshire offered some peace and quiet during political difficulties, such as when the Second Reform Act was going through the House Of Commons in 1867. She would arrive at Cliveden with a 90-strong entourage and a huge portrait of Albert, which she positioned on an easel at the end of the bed she stayed in, and a smaller portrait by her pillow. Jane says: “The one by her pillow was actually a portrait of Albert sleeping, so when she woke up it was as if Albert was still there.” (x)
I don’t want just words. If that’s all you have for me, you’d better go.
James Dean photographed by Frank Worth, 1955.
Jimmy looked at the photograph Worth had taken and suddenly made a big X over the picture. “I don’t want that printed,” Jimmy told him.
“I couldn’t figure out what was wrong because it wasn’t a bad photo except that a bit of his underwear was slipping out of his pants,” said Worth. “But Dean has been photographed with nothing but underwear on, so that wasn’t it. The picture showed him with his head turned away for a moment. ‘It makes me look like a kid,’ Jimmy stammered, ‘a helpless kid who just got his finger banged or his best toy busted and he wants his mother. It makes me look like I’m hurt and I’m crying out - not out loud - but just crying for someone to come and help me. I don’t want people to see me that way.’ I was aware of a quiet, imperative tone in his voice. ‘Maybe later, much later, you can’t print that picture, but not for a long, long, time,’ Jimmy said.”
They told me that to make her fall in love I had to make her laugh. But everytime she laughs I’m the one who falls in love.