Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That has thrown all those wee particles into chaos.
Oh, dear.
he was overheard to remark that...
'Tis Mr Turner's latest piece, which placed above your mantelpiece...
Ah, please do, Mr Turner.
I shall cover the bottom half of the needle so that it is not exposed.
- At the appointed hour, I believe. - Indeed, sir.
- Is she, now? - Mathematician, astronomer, geologist.
♪ How dotingly
And this one is vile.
I do thank you for this.
- Mr Carew! - Turner!
- That should suit, - Right you be.
His fate, I fear, he won't enjoy.
- Aha! - Let us put the paper in place.
Good for glue.
Shh, shh, 'tis I'
Oh, you flatter me. Oh, what an epic storm scene!
Whalers? Spicers?
- No. - Oh.
You have neither charity nor pity nor debt.
Consider this as a statement of intent.
No... thank you, miss.
My name eludes me from time to time.
My little lad.
- Dull. - It's rather dark, isn't it?
...my terms is one guinea for the week with no meals
Ye common throng and hoi polloi,
As a telescope?
I'll get you a drink.
The Pathétique.
- Splendid nostrils. - Thank you kindly.
He has a sharp and cynical tongue.
- Did you sail from Rotterdam? - No, Dieppe.
I like to drink and gourmandise...
- Good afternoon, sir. - Good day to you, madam.
Thank you.
Continuing satisfaction as to the arrangement, your Lordship?
Oh, good,
He were foying over there on Goodwin Sands.
- Good morning, sir. - A very good day to you, sir.
As do I.
It was stuffed full of yacking and cackling females.
Good. Oh, dear! Do be coming along blowing now.
What is your price for a bladder of ultramarine?
Nimbus, Sir Billy, nimbus,
Twenty-two?
Might I ask you to loan me some money, Turner?
Oh.
Mr Haydon, do you still find yourself in a position of impecuniousness?
Would everything be to your satisfaction, Mr Turner?
- Oh, yes. Terrible sickness. - Aye.
Daddy.
You're the master of the brush now, Mr Turner.
He is in fact a man of high intellect.
A passport to bliss is thy will
Now, sir...
Did you find tolerable diggings?
If not for her, the Victory might never again have seen our shores.
Mr Haydon, what is your quarrel?
Yes.
Er...
that I find myself quite unable to answer your question
I took the steamer to Westminster, about an hour.
No one's ever said that about my nose before.
She made our life a living hell.
Oh...
Good evening, William.
I trust you had a pleasant journey?
The howling sound of sorrow.
I must confess
- Now, you would be Mr... - Mr Booth.
- Three steps down, Mrs Somerville. - Take care.
Indeed so.
Yes, thank you'
No, no, no, no, no, no. There be no shoes on your feet!
Do you have children yourself, Mr Turner?
Madam.
It comes to us from the United States, sir.
From the tip of your nose to the bridge to the curve of your brow
And what will the British nation pay you?
Show the gentleman to your chamber, dear.
There... No!
Five pounds?
Not unlike a telescope, sir.
The sun's up in all its glory.
Mr Haydon, I am much preoccupied.
His complaint with life is as absurd as that of a spoke in a wheel,
Er... no, sir. The camera.
Come in. You can finish that later.
without a pane of glass left in the entire place.
Pray, view at your leisure.
- I would not wish to impose, madam. - Oh, not at all, Mr Mallard.
As a boy.
- A very good evening to you, sir. - Evening, Manners.
Now...
ladies and gentlemen, our next offering, we hope,
Wretched things! It's an epidemic.
I shall return by and by.
just perfect for our experiment.
My point exactly, Mr Turner,
- Jonesy, Carlo. - William.
- It's a pleasure to see you. - Mr Ruskin!
We are surviving as best we can under the circumstances.
Nevertheless, Daddy, Mrs Somerville is a fine watercolourist.
- He is back? - We are expecting him any day now.
Oh, dear! That is a long way. You'll sleep well tonight.
- No, - Too good for him.
Be sanguine, fill your boots.
- We're going there. - Where?
One must trust in providence. Colour of eye?
Dirty linen.
- Good day to you, Billy. - Delighted you could join us.
I do not wish it in such a circumstance.
It is anxious each wish to fulfil
and we are almost ready.
Ooh!
Au revoir, madame.
Welcome home.
- So, you had a good walk, then? - As far as Broadstairs and back.
a companion piece,
Me damsel, be so kind as to escort the gentleman into the street.
- Grazie. - Prego.
Are you interested in poetry, sir?