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The White Frances (1928) is a classic silent-era piece that captures elegance, restraint, and the visual poetry of early cinema.
Set against the aesthetics of the late 1920s, this work highlights timeless beauty, atmosphere, and the emotional subtlety that defined the era.

A tribute to vintage filmmaking, monochrome elegance, and historical storytelling.
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00:00Back in sweetheart days of yore, in 1863, there was one whom I adored, who came according
00:20to me. Each night at eight at the garden gate, he'd seek my hand and heart, then sing for
00:30me this melody, as the time grew near too far. There'll never be a sweeter story ever told,
00:45and I love you. There'll never be another way for one to say, I love you.
01:02Time may fly, and the years go by, and the signs will change. It's true, but there'll never
01:14be a sweeter story ever told, than I love you. How well I remember, when we would go riding,
01:29the horse knew the way, and he'd slowly walk home. Today it is different, when girlies go
01:36riding, now they're the ones who slowly walk home. My bull would call on Wednesday nights,
01:46with ways and manners so polite, he'd wait for me while I was crimping up. I would have an
01:54awful tussle, trying to arrange and fix my bustle, so that it would not look too stuck up. Oh,
02:03believe me, those days were the best you'll agree. One small drink was enough, we were taught. But today,
02:11when the ladies go out to have tea, they say, come on, let's finish the court. When a body met a body,
02:21they would dance with grace. Now a body drags a body, all around the place. It was so entrancing
02:31with the steps they used to do. Now when you have finished dancing, your body's black and blue. Time may fly, and the years go by, and the stars will change.
02:43It's true, but there'll never be a sweeter story ever told, that I love you.
03:03When I was seven years of age, I used to go to school, and when it came to spelling, oh, I was awful as the rules. I couldn't spell a single word where Essas was concerned, but I strived to overcome my list, and success came in return.
03:29Now that word Mississippi, that was awful hard to spell, but now I will convince you, I can spell it, and spell well.
03:39Well, M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I. That used to be so hard to spell, it used to make me cry. But since I study spelling, it's just like pumpkin pie.
04:07That used to be so hard to spell, it used to make me cry. But when I was seven years old, I used to make me cry.
04:35But since I studied spelling, it's just like pumpkin pie. M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I.
04:42M-I-S-S-S-S-I-P-P-I.
04:49S-I-S-S-S-S-S-S-I-P-P-I.
04:56Under the southern moon
05:04Well of a softest spoon
05:06He left her there
05:08He went away to Rome
05:11He's craving now to go home
05:15And though he missed her right from the start
05:20He didn't know she was breaking his heart
05:24He's learned a lesson
05:26Today I heard him say
05:30Heartbreaking Creole rose
05:34The dear old Southland knows
05:38No seed of flower grows
05:42In Dixieland
05:45When the stars begin to shine
05:50That's when I start to pine
05:54For eyes that shine so bright
05:58Black as night
06:00How I yearn to return
06:04What makes Louisiana dear to my heart
06:12It's just because I know that you're
06:17John among the fields of sugar cane
06:21I'm coming home again
06:25Heartbreaking Creole rose
06:29I'm on my way
06:33Heartbreaking Creole rose
06:38The dear old Southland knows
06:42No seed of flower grows
06:46He's in Dixieland
06:49When the stars begin to shine
06:54That's when I start to pine
06:57For eyes that shine so bright
07:01Black as night
07:03How I yearn to return
07:07What makes Louisiana dear to my heart
07:14It's just because I know that you're
07:21Down among the fields of sugar cane
07:25I'm coming home again
07:29Heartbreaking Creole rose
07:33I'm on my way
07:36I'm coming home again
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