“Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.”
- Alfred, Lord Tennyson
I have kept my yearly vigil in honour of the memory of those who perished in the sinking of the RMS Titanic in the early hours of April 15, 1912.
Requiescat in pace, you are not forgotten.
Today 101 years ago the Titanic set sail on her maiden voyage. In 4 days she will sink and take over 1,500 souls to the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean.
The Titanic sets sail in this photo for the first and last time.
Callot Soeurs | Winter 1909.
Orange lamé with blue satin and metallic lace
Drexel University
I will be sailing into central London tomorrow along with the Titanic II Launch! Ask me if I am excited yet?
I’m not sure if you’ve noticed but my style icon is Lucile. This gown and the other Lucile gown are two of the gowns currently on my inspiration board for my 1912 ball gown.
LUCILE SILK and METALLIC LACE BELLE EPOCH GOWN, Winter 1911. Trained royal purple charmeuse with short sleeve wrap bodice of gold metallic lace under purple net trimmed with gold fringe and silk flowers, draped hobble skirt with ruffled chiffon side panels heavily appliqued in metallic gold, open at front hem with tassel over chiffon insert, demi-train. Label “Lucile Ltd 17 West 36th St. New York”. B-40, W-31, front L-56, back L-62. (Tiny holes, corset torn under arms, faint stain) good. $7,800.
WA
766 FRENCH BELLE EPOCH TRAINED and CRYSTAL BEAD ENCRUSTED GOWN Tangerine silk satin, weighted fish tail hem, attached two layer short sleeve overdress of white net with crystal and mother of pearl beads, outer sleeves with beaded tassel and ring drops, matching drops at end of chiffon panel set in cutaway skirt front, shorter net layer fringed. Bust 34, waist 28, skirt front length 46, back 57 inches. Some small holes in net, small stains on net, hem soiled, bead losses, good. $1955.00
WA
(Source: whitakerauction.smugmug.com)
I am officially breaking my rule of never posting about what is on my sewing table. I’ve come across entirely too many beautiful costumes to not share!
LUCILE LADY DUFF GORDON BEADED and APPLIQUED SILK GOWN, c. 1914. Cream satin having cream and blue chiffon short sleeve bodice with V-neck and back, trimmed in bands of blue satin, silver metallic cord and crystal beaded fringe and colorful silk flowers, blue satin cummerbund, hobble skirt beneath short beaded chiffon overskirt ruched in front to reveal beaded lace and chiffon underskirt and having silk flower swag, chiffon side drape studded with rhinestones. Paris label. B-35, W-28, L-56. (Underarms torn and very stained, scattered spots, bodice lining shattered) fair. $2,000-4,000.
WA
“Today, 18th April, 1912. Carpathia finally arrives in New York. She passes her own Cunard pier, making her way to drop off Titanic’s lifeboats at the White Star Line pier, before returning to the Cunard pier to unload Titanic’s weary crew and passengers.”
There would be no smiling, cheering crowds waiting for the Titanic in New York on April 17. Instead, on April 18th the RMS Carpathia sailed into the harbor with a little over 700 bedraggled and weary survivors. At the White Star Line Pier she drops off 13 wooden boats. At 882 feet long the only remaining things of the so called Ship of Dreams were 13 lifeboats measuring 30 feet long.
For many this was meant to be the entry into a new life , a new opportunity to better the lives of themselves and their families. Instead the arrival only brought into focus the clear and cold reality of what had just been lost.
According to the memoirs of Lady Duff Gordon, ” … where ten thousand men and women had waited for over two hours in a drizzling rain for news of friends and relatives who had been on the Titanic. Before the ship anchored we caught glimpses of white anxious faces with desperate eyes scanning our decks as the vast crowd waited silently. Women wrapped in costly furs and millionaires who had driven up in luxurious cars stood shoulder to shoulder with men and women from the slums, allied in a common sorrow, hoping the same forlorn hope. Most of the women were crying and the men stared straight ahead with set faces.”
Thus concludes my last post on the RMS Titanic. May she and those that followed her to the watery depths rest in peace secure in the knowledge that even though a century has passed, we still remember and we still mourn for her loss.
(Source: facebook.com)
“Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.”
- Alfred, Lord Tennyson
For me this 100 year anniversary is the last final farewell. Tonight and tomorrow morning will mark the epilogue for the story of the RMS Titanic. She was created, she sailed, she sank, she is remembered, and finally, she leaves us.
To the memory of those who perished in the sinking of the RMS Titanic in the early hours of April 15, 1912,requiescat in pace.
When the Balmoral first started up the band was playing modern music which ruined the mood. Lizzy and I stood on the stern of the SS Shieldhall and both thought we wouldn’t cry.
We sobbed like children.
When the Balmoral started off and the shout went up we both began to wave handkerchiefs flying in the wind. I was so happy and suddenly I realized that 100 years ago the crowd stood here full of joy and happiness never knowing that for many this would be the last sight of their loved one. I’m not sure which one of us started crying first but when we looked at each other we dissolved into tears. You could see some of the passengers on the Balmoral were visibly reduced to tears. More cheers and more tears.
I was starting to calm down when the sun came out and we both started sobbing all over again. The sky had been dark and grey with black clouds rolling in all day and when the Balmoral turned the clouds parted and the sun highlighted the ship. We both firmly believe in our hearts that this was a blessing from the ones lost aboard the Titanic.
I stood there on the stern of the ship celebrating for the Balmoral and mourning for the Titanic. Yesterday I let the Titanic go. The ghosts are laid to rest and she will forever live on in my memories.
When I walk down to the docks to wave farewell to the smiling masses onboard the MS Balmoral, I will see the ghosts of those who set sail for a better life smiling back at me. For this moment 1912 and 2012 will be intertwined as one, the past and the present overlapping through the pages of history.
Just a quick sneak peek at tonights dress! I promise I will blog everything over at The Mended Soul but for now my nice feather bed is calling!
My fashion lectures were so lovely! I ended up undressing muself and talking about what a lady in 1912 would have worn underneath!