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with my wife, my surviving children and myself within it.

Now, will you accept ten pounds?

I've been over to Grande's.

- Good morning, Signor Grande. - Mr Turner! Buongiorno.

mountains, volcanoes...

Now she's destined to be reduced to 5,000 tables and chairs.

The eyes of a master.

- A large packet of ﬂake white. - Flake white.

I shall cogitate upon it.

- Free? How so? - 'Tis expunged.

It is, to be sure.

I did not myself savour many gooseberries in Jerusalem.

when everything seen is vitiated by that colour.

While mostly blessed with good intent, we have our doubts.

I would question the veracity of that telling.

I shall return shortly,

Oh, is that so, Stanny? I shall cogitate upon it.

"Be Sanguine, Fill Your Boots."

The purity of your prism, the contamination of my palette.

Oh, my goodness me!

Now, I have not poured your tea for it is fresh in the pot.

Eliza... or Liza?

Soon painters will go about the world

I lost two dear friends.

I've been to collect my pension at Leicester Fields,

Ah, Mr Turner. We were just wondering if...

♪ But they all are so stupid that none of them will

The artist is not known to me.

Well, now, it's a beautiful sunny day,

Have you no feelings?

If only he would consider the wishes of his public

Oh! Most droll, Mr Booth.

The universe is a wondrous thing, is it not, Mr Turner?

and I'm sure there be things about you that are beyond my understanding,

- Good day to you, Mrs Booth. - Good day to you, sir.

- Who is the artist? - I believe, sir, it's...

never in any taken shape to be seen...

Where? What am I looking at?

Out of the question.

which instil in me no sense of awe whatsoever,

That is what we call the camera.

- Bustle about. - Oh, there! There be no helping you!

A very fine day to you, Mr Stothard!

Well... 'tis the way of things.

Ah, the pain on his face, the mark of resignation in it.

Then I should recommend the hat on, sir.

And I prevail upon you, sir, to take a seat.

and here is what we must do.

The darkness is to a purpose.

'Tis twice in my life now I have found myself a widow.

- We are most proud of her. - We are indeed.

And long may it remain so.

Now, you be fishing for compliments,

nothing can ever be proved, only disproved.

- I'm astonished. - But it is a masterpiece.

♪ My fate ♪

She's served her time.

...displayed in one place,

I was eight when I lost my little sister.

- The canvas is damaged. - Oh, that's all right.

What, sir, is wrong with being a portrait painter?

you should do so now and prepare yourself for the next.

It was there that I was once able to capture a rainbow.

Two years in the making,

I do indeed, thank you. Pride of place, Mr Turner.

- Nelson? - With two arms.

Give me those...

by which I have the good fortune to be greeted every morning

Dr Price, Mrs Booth has summoned you here under false pretenses.

Unlike the horse.

دهنم قرصه My lips are sealed.

His Lordship keeps a very fine wine cellar.

Oh, the glaziers do get rich.

Turner, if 100 pounds will not spare me from this predicament,

Ah, splendid, sir.

Bequeathed? To whom?

- Molto bene. - Jonesy!

♪ No sorrow...

while water often seems to challenge the sky for...

How was your crossing?

it is almost certainly destined for a warm ending.

Now, if I may ask you to take a seat, please, here.

- Traders? - Slavers.

What is the significance of the looking-glass?

Very well, sir. I shall bring that up for you.

When I peruse myself in the looking-glass, I see a gargoyle.

with cream or chocolate, yolk of egg or currant jelly.

I had made that assumption, sir.

♪ Forget my fate

No matter. Suits me, brewed and stewed.