Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, you have my hearty congratulations, Haydon.
using the red end of the spectrum,
Good. Oh... dearie me!
Are you in pain?
How dare you take your leave of me, Billy Turner!
- Considering what? - Well, his age, living alone.
Hand upon the head. No... as in despair.
Mr Turner and Mr Stanfield,
And now I wish to show you one of my pictures.
Oh, come, come, sir.
There, now.
He's been here and fired a gun.
Er... I am afraid that is a question we have yet to answer, sir.
that they take every one offered.
up there by the Two Sisters,
As the sun upon a lake.
There.
Er... might I be correct in remembering
- You be seeking lodgings? - Indeed.
having no colour,
Indeed.
Blue ultramarine is coming from far, far away: Afghanistan.
No, sir, I'm afraid I shan't be doing that.
♪ But ah!
No, no, you sit yourself down.
Our loss, Father!
Now, if I might deploy this device...
If I may be so bold as to say, mate,
As ever, sir, painting your ridiculous shipwrecks.
Throughout the world three quarters of everything that is written
I took a trip down west, Exeter, last week.
Ow!
The impact of the foaming brine incarnadine
Claude painted from the land, looking at the sea becalmed by the harbour.
- Ah! Sir John Soane! - J. M. W. Turner, esquire!
I'm familiar with the melody, but...
Now...
Sublime.
Sometimes I consider it might make a better course for me
You are most well-appointed here.
Only in London is my genius not appreciated.
He is a cracked pot.
That so languishing turn from the light
Are you a relative?
- Is it for His Majesty? - Indeed.
- Have our likeness taken. - When?
Oh, yeah.
Perhaps.
that you withdraw to the drawing room?
- Like a compass? - Exactly so.
Sling 'em in the drink, drowned dead, cash.
I have an inspiration.
- Thank you, Mrs Booth. - ...I shall be downstairs.
Elegant pair of nostrils, Mr Stothard!
Yes.
Daddy, I wager that is the first time
that the gooseberry prefers the colder climate,
Hubris.
may I suggest you take yourself downstairs to Mrs Booth,
Why on earth would he go and do that?
♪ I never do harm but I tend to my farm
We have buried five children.
Oh, I care not.
- Don't grovel, send it round today. - I'll do so, sir, without delay.
I should think that were all you could manage on the steamer.
- Flemish. - Oh.
I possess a rare fondness for... Henry Purcell.
What ails her, sir?
I'm done with you.
reaching up beyond the clouds.
- 'Tis a splendid cornucopia, - Cornucopia!
Me damsel...
Truth to tell, my eyes aren't so good these days
I did not find myself in the city.
- What's that? - We're filled with fascination.
I shall be seated, William, when it suits me and not before.
Are we not to take as empirical evidence
Hm.
- It is Mrs Somerville. - Yes, you are expected.
- Are you coming in? - I most certainly am. Is he at home?
- Oh, there is indeed, Lady Stuckley. - Ah.
- Yet I prithee, dear Molly, be still - Dear Molly, be still
- Ha! Indeed. - Exactly so.
but they are always coming or gone,
I do thank you, sir.
Or Liza.
♪ Above thee
For why?
You're home, Billy boy!
Have you been exerting yourself unduly, Mr Mallard?
Er, my good husband is of the opinion
'Tis the camera.
Dreadful.
but rest assured that my discretion can be relied upon.
It was somewhat turbulent.
- Oh, there. - No,
I thought you was exploded.
Rest the body, sir, and the soul shall find solace.
What'd you ply?
that all things on this earth are connected.
Stinking flea pit at Dieppe, then moved to the harbour.
♪ Forget my fa...
- Er... marine piece - A marine piece?
I am gratified.
So you had a good walk, then? Weren't too chippy up there by Reculver?
It be.
That is an extremely bold statement, young Mr Ruskin.
in the withdrawing room, sir?