Rollie McKenna W.H. Auden 1969 gelatin silver print Yale University Art Gallery |
Stephen Salmieri Coney Island (Snow) 1969 gelatin silver print Brooklyn Museum |
Stephen Salmieri Coney Island (Shades) 1969 gelatin silver print Brooklyn Museum |
Antony Armstrong-Jones, Earl of Snowden Maggie Smith 1970 bromide print National Portrait Gallery, London |
Jeanloup Sieff Dress by Yves Saint-Laurent (fashion shot for French Vogue) 1970 gelatin silver print Yale University Art Gallery |
Philip Trager House, San Francisco 1971 gelatin silver print Yale University Art Gallery |
Helen Levitt New York 1971 C-print Yale University Art Gallery |
Mimmo Jodice Madonna dell'Arco Procession, Naples ca. 1972 gelatin silver print Yale University Art Gallery |
Eric Kroll Balanchine 1972 gelatin silver print Fine Arts Museums of San Francisco (Achenbach Foundation) |
Gjon Mili George Balanchine, Curtain Call, New York State Theater 1972 gelatin silver print Phillips Collection, Washington DC |
Les Gray Looking Up (series, Assignment Rome) 1972 gelatin silver print National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne |
Ralph Gibson Sailor 1972 gelatin silver print Yale University Art Gallery |
Ralph Gibson Untitled 1972 gelatin silver print National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne |
Henri Cartier-Bresson Francis Bacon, London ca. 1972 gelatin silver print Albright-Knox Art Gallery, Buffalo, New York |
Robert Doisneau Cabine Dior 1972 gelatin silver print Yale University Art Gallery |
Van Deren Coke Ambrotype of My Grandfather 1973 photogravure Denver Art Museum |
But when black Night rode high upon her chariot
and took possession of the heavens, then
down from the sky the image of his father
Anchises seemed to glide. His sudden words:
"Son, once more dear to me than life when life
was mine; son, battered by the fates of Troy!
Jove, who drove off the fire from your fleet
and from high heaven pitied you at last,
has sent me here. Obey the excellent
advice old Nautes gives; and take your chosen
young men, your bravest hearts, to Italy.
In Latium you must subdue a people
of steel, a race that has its rugged ways.
Yet first draw near the lower halls of Dis
and through the lands of deep Avernus seek,
my son, a meeting with me. I am not
among sad Shades, in impious Tartarus;
my home is in Elysium, among
the gracious gatherings of the pious ones.
You shall be shown the way there by the chaste
Sibyl – but after offering blood from many
black cattle. You will learn of all your race
and of the walls that have been given you.
And now farewell. Damp Night wheels on her way;
fierce Dawn, with panting stallions, breathes on me."
– Anchises summons Aeneas to the Underworld, from Book V of Virgil's Aeneid, translated by Allen Mandelbaum (1971)