Today is the 20th anniversary of the death of Audrey Hepburn, my great icon since childhood. I don't remember her death, though I do remember her most famous films. It was my Irish grandmother who exposed me to them. Audrey really was a paragon of beauty and the archetypal lady, a well-educated, loving (she had a great store of love and a tremendous need to give it) woman who lived a fascinating life. At the end of her days she had accomplished so much for the benefit of humanity and died in peace, though untimely, and I daresay in the grace of God. As I sit here in the dining room, looking out through the French doors onto the garden as the Lord sends downs snow from the heavens to blanket the world in quiet, I am reminded of the song of the High Elves in the Woody End, who sang a song of Valinor to Varda, Queen of the Stars.
Snow-white! Snow-white! O Lady clear!
O Queen beyond the Western Seas!
O Light to us that wander here
Amid the world of woven trees!
Gilthoniel! O Elbereth!
Clear are thy eyes and bright thy breath!
Snow-white! Snow-white! We sing to thee
In a far land beyond the Sea.
O stars that in the Sunless Year
With shining hand by her were sown,
In windy fields now bright and clear
We see your silver blossom blown!
O Elbereth! Gilthoniel!
We still remember, we who dwell
In this far land beneath the trees,
Thy starlight on the Western Seas.
I just finished watching Roman Holiday, now in its 60th year. Women like to Audrey are few and far between nowadays, for women have become more like men; they dress like men, act like men, take men's jobs. This has nothing to do with how attractive you are, or how much foundation you paint onto your face; femininity is an innate quality which has been sapped from society (and from the various churches).
Anyway, without going on, I commit the soul of Audrey Hepburn to the care of the Almighty. May she rest in peace. Amen.
A note on the photo: Not the most glamorous, perhaps, but I've been having trouble uploading images to Blogger this past week; even URLs don't seem to be recognised. How annoying, but then I'm not technically minded.