I paid each man his due ~

the lady with the vampire mouth & a monkey on her back _                                                                                                                                                                                            .                                                 blood red roses and a laudanum `script'
                                                  you mean the baby's dead, my lady said..
                                                   too much junkie business killed the still-born infant, my lady.
                                                  

Lizzie Siddal was a nineteenth-century phenomenon: a working-class girl who rose from obscurity to become one of the most recognisable faces in Queen Victoria’s Britain. A poet, artist, artist’s model and muse, Lizzie was a pivotal figure of the Pre-Raphaelite movement. The artists she inspired include Dante Gabriel Rossetti, John Everett Millais, William Holman Hunt and Walter Deverell; her patron was John Ruskin who described her as genius comparing her to J.M.W. Turner and G.F. Watts. Lizzie was also the lover and then wife of Dante Gabriel Rossetti and sister-in-law of the poet, Christina Rossetti.
btw; I'll leave the best part for another time. the story of Charles Augustus Howell, a well known man about town,part time dope dealer & grave-thief.. here's the weird bit, he was also her hubby's agent, employed by him to open her Highgate tomb in the dead of night so as to avoid public curiosity & attention..so to retrieve the lost poem...Without Her..some say she was more beautiful dead then alive, but our lady had the last laugh, the poem had lost it's magick, thanks to the nibble work of worms..revenge is a dish best served cold, Rossetti was haunted by the exhumation thru' the rest of his grubby life..hahaHa ~