Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This man... this man has spent a quarter of a century

Would you like something to drink, sir?

- A ghost of the past. - No, Rabbie.

Colour is absolute.

That's too bad. That's too bad.

Bit breathless. Been up to the farm.

It needs no explanation, sir.

My apologies to you both,

♪ Remember me

and needs to be drawn out in the right circumstances.

- Herr Beethoven. - Ah!

And what is it you are about now, Mrs Somerville?

- We've been worried to death about you. - For why?

I have everything I need here in my wee bag,

Everything except God's good sunlight.

In summertime, though, 'tis a lovely calm spot for a picnic

It's this way, sir.

Be sanguine, fill your boots.

♪ Pretty Kitty

You can't beat the old oxen.

And might it also be determined by the angle of the light?

I think we would be happy.

- Dr Price. - Good morning, Turner.

What does it do to elevate the art?

in pictorial art?

Oh! Oh, there. Stay there, stay there.

- It is damned inadequate, - I wish you good day, sir.

I am simply shutting out the light, Mr Booth.

I concur. He suffers the fate of Tantalus.

Sat in the corner of the shop, scratching away with the chalk and charcoal.

what in Jesu's name can 50 pounds do?

So, are you familiar with Margate, Mr Mallard?

Plutarch said, Painting is silent poetry.

- As I live and breathe. - My dear friend.

Missing your button, Mr Billy.

Five times she has had to suffer that indignity.

Smoke, iron, steam.

John, you must not upset yourself like this,

Well, I do wish'ee a safe journey, and I thank you, Doctor.

There. 'Tis a nice day for'ee.

than a mere collection of precise brushstrokes

Had a gander at the Rembrandt.

- Blue, as yourself. - Splendid.

do we not, Mr Ruskin?

You have the arm of a blacksmith, Mrs Somerville.

- Your age? - Twenty-two, sir.

so when I do look in the looking-glass I be glad I cannot see so well.

My house is full of things of beauty,

- Name of manufacturer? - Er...

My apologies if I have forced you to wait upon me.

Now, madam, sir, if I may ask you to fix your gaze here

the goddess of love'

He has on former occasion chosen to paint

There. Oh, it be most pleasant to see you again.

let alone the sea.

Ah, Booth, yes. Mr Booth.

She be drowned dead.

nice bright light for you to work by...

♪ Here I'll press thee to my heart

And yet, my dear Beechey, as his personal troubles increase,

Natural light, blackness.

I enjoy good health, thank'ee. And yourself?

...with diminishing light.

The greatest wonder in nature.

between the way you paint a sunrise as opposed to a sunset?

spick and span, ready for our first visitors

- I like your pictures. - Well, thank you, sir.

♪ Sense of soul like thee and me

Schooling, two years.

- What is your quarrel here? - I have no respect for you.

Good day, Father. May I present my child to you?

Are you faring well?

Oh, yes, he's much engaged in administering to the poor veterans.

Ahem... your Lordship!

and the onions grow.

That brigand still robbing us, is he?

- A life-saver. - Aye. He did save many a life.

a man of great... spirit and fine feeling.

and my old ma used to say, them what fish for compliments don't gel none.

I'm sorry to say, 'tis out of the question.

- What it that? - I don't know.

In natural philosophy

- 'Tis known as a daguerreotype. - Oh.

Mr Haydon, sir, with deep regret I must inform you

I do not know you, Mr Mallard,

- Eh? - Up in the muslin, Knock 'em out.

My first husband were taken from me when I was but a young woman.

- Changed my life, it did. - Oh, it did there.

- It's not here. - 'Tis in your other pocket, then?

Mrs Haydon is presently with child.

- Ten pounds, sir? - I wish to be free of the debt.

- Chemise? - Lower.

I denote from your brogue that you hail from the Americas.

I need to pay the wine merchant, my colour man...