Elizabeth Heaphy Murray

Elizabeth Heaphy Murray

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Portrait of Elizabeth Heaphy Murray Elizabeth Heaphy Murray Sixteen years of an artist's life in Morocco… (1859)

A woman is sitting at one grave, and with the most matter-of-fact and serious countenance in the world, is informing the defunct of all the gossip of Tangier during the past week, of all the scandal and slander that have been circulating there from mouth to mouth, and of all th domestic annals, the quarrels, the reconciliations, the jealousies, and the envies that the most untiring zeal could treasure up in the interchange of such agreeable small-talk. Such is the strange motley in which human life here, as everywhere else, invests itself.
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Portrait of Elizabeth Heaphy Murray Elizabeth Heaphy Murray Sixteen years of an artist's life in Morocco… (1859)

A new world is literally disclosed to the traveller, and as the strange pictures of a life which is as yet so foreign to all his sympathies pass before him, new and vivid sensations are awakened, and the circle of his experience is greatly enlarged.
Tangier, from the sea, looks like a City of the Dead, a vast cemetery, a Kensal Green laid bare on the slope of a hill. The houses are square white blocks, without windows or chimneys, or anything to break the monotony of the four sides.
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Portrait of Elizabeth Heaphy Murray Elizabeth Heaphy Murray Sixteen years of an artist's life in Morocco… (1859)

If she wishes to bestow her attention on some more light and elegant occupation, she resorts to embroidery, a never-failing refuge for her unoccupied hands in her many idle hours during the long, hot, and sunny day. I remember one monstrous creature―a Moorish beauty― the wife of an official, who, on receiving me, felt my clothes and counted my fingers to see if a Nazarene woman was in all points made like herself.
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