Monday, January 20, 2020

Portraits of Eighteenth-Century Women

Jean Raoux
Lady at her Mirror
ca. 1720-30
oil on canvas
Wallace Collection, London

William Hogarth
Portrait of Elizabeth Betts (Mrs Benjamin Hoadly)
1741
oil on canvas
York City Art Gallery

Pompeo Batoni
Portrait of Duchess Sforza-Cesarini
ca. 1760-70
oil on canvas
Birmingham Museum and Art Gallery, West Midlands

Philippe Mercier
Miss Adams
before 1760
oil on canvas
York City Art Gallery

Wonder

     How like an angel came I down!
          How bright are all things here!
When first among his works I did appear
     O how their glory me did crown!
The world resembled his eternity
          In which my soul did walk,
     And ev'ry thing that I did see
          Did with me talk.

     The skies in their magnificence,
          The lively, lovely air,
Oh how divine, how soft, how sweet, how fair!
     The stars did entertain my sense,
And all the works of God, so bright and pure,
          So rich and great did seem,
     As if they ever must endure
          In my esteem.

     A native health and innocence
          Within my bones did grow,
And while my God did all his glories show,
     I felt a vigour in my sense
That was all spirit. I within did flow
          With seas of life, like wine.
     I nothing in the world did know
          But 'twas divine.

     Harsh ragged objects were conceal'd,
          Oppression's tears and cries,
Sins, griefs, complaints, dissensions, weeping eyes
     Were hid, and only things reveal'd
Which heav'nly spirits and the angels prize.
          The state of innocence
     And bliss, not trades and poverties,
          Did fill my sense.

     The streets were pav'd with golden stones,
          The boys and girls were mine,
Oh how did all their lovely faces shine!
     The sons of men were holy ones,
In joy and beauty they appear'd to me,
          And every thing which here I found,
     While like an angel I did see,
          Adorn'd the ground.

     Rich diamond and pearl and gold
          In ev'ry place was seen,
Rare splendours, yellow, blue, red, white and green,
     Mine eyes did everywhere behold.
Great wonders cloth'd with glory did appear,
          Amazement was my bliss,
     That and my wealth was ev'ry where,
          No joy to this!

     Curs'd and devis'd proprieties,
          With envy, avarice
And fraud, those fiends that spoil e'en Paradise,
     Flew from the splendour of mine eyes,
And so did hedges, ditches, limits, bounds.
          I dream'd not aught of those,
     But wander'd over all men's grounds,
          And found repose.

     Proprieties themselves were mine,
          And hedges ornaments.
Walls, boxes, coffers, and their rich contents
     Did not divide my joys, but all combine.
Clothes, ribbons, jewels, laces, I esteem'd
          My joys by others worn:
     For me they all to wear them seem'd
          When I was born.

– Thomas Traherne (1637-1674)

Giambattista Tiepolo
Young Woman with a Macaw
1760
oil on canvas
Ashmolean Museum, Oxford

Joseph Highmore
Miss Taylor
ca. 1760-80
oil on canvas
Manchester Art Gallery

Joshua Reynolds
Portrait of Lady Anstruther
ca. 1763
oil on canvas
Manchester Art Gallery

Allan Ramsay
Portrait of Jean Abercromby (Mrs Morison of Haddo)
1767
oil on canvas
York City Art Gallery

Richard Caddick
Portrait of Miss Elizabeth Wood (later Mrs Proudlove)
ca. 1768-69
oil on canvas
Walker Art Gallery, Liverpool

Jean-Baptiste Greuze
Portrait of Sophie Arnould
ca. 1773
oil on canvas
Wallace Collection, London

John Francis Rigaud
Mrs Hartle
ca. 1775
oil on canvas
Glynn Vivian Art Gallery, Swansea, Wales

George Romney
Mrs Marton and her son Oliver
ca. 1775
oil on canvas
Southampton City Art Gallery

Johan Zoffany
Portrait of Sophia Dumergue
ca. 1780
oil on panel
Victoria Art Gallery, Bath

Élisabeth Vigée Le Brun
Portrait of Madame Perregaux
1789
oil on panel
Wallace Collection, London