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Thursday, 19 September 2013

Hope

Hope springs eternal in the human breast;
Man never is, but always to be blessed:
The soul, uneasy and confined from home,
Rests and expatiates in a life to come.

Alexander Pope, An Essay on Man
Hope
Oil on canvas board 6"x6"
Available please contact me on
azraiqbal2000@hotmail.com

1 comment:

  1. Love the refraction through the glass jar, very realistic Azra, the pansies are as beautiful as the word hope, the word without which we lose meaning to our lives.

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