Family Research – English, Scottish and Irish Genealogy


Face to face with death

Thomas More is in front of you, as close as if you were looking in the bathroom mirror. Dots of black stubble dirty his chin. There’s a little wrinkling at the corner of his eye, perhaps proof of yet another night’s reading and writing: he wrote that the only time he got for literature was what he could steal from sleep. But he looks away from the artist through clear blue eyes, wearing the brown fur robe and wide black hat of a powerful man about town, someone who needs to leave in a moment to meet the king. for more click here

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