Anonymous Italian Artist Jephthah sacrificing his Daughter ca. 1680 oil on canvas Alte Pinakothek, Munich |
Luca Longhi The Crucifixion ca. 1570 oil on panel Musée Fesch, Ajaccio, Corsica |
workshop of Battista Franco (il Semolei) Sheet of Studies ca. 1550 drawing Biblioteca Reale, Turin |
Giulio Cesare Procaccini Coronation of the Virgin with St Joseph and St Francis of Assisi ca. 1604-1607 oil on panel Getty Museum, Los Angeles |
Domenico Passignano Cain slaying Abel ca. 1590 drawing Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam |
André-Adolphe-Eugène Disdéri Portraits of Women ca. 1860-65 albumen print (cartes de visite) Rhode Island School of Design, Providence |
Bartholomeus Spranger The Last Judgment ca. 1570-71 oil on copper Galleria Sabauda, Turin |
Sigismondo Coccapani Moses and the Daughters of Jethro ca. 1630-40 oil on canvas Detroit Institute of Arts |
Anonymous Italian Artist The Way to Calvary ca. 1590 oil on panel Galleria Nazionale di Parma |
Johann König Christ in Glory with All Saints 1632 oil on copper Deutsche Barockgalerie, Augsburg |
Lovis Corinth The Lamentation ca. 1915 oil on canvas Landesmuseum, Hannover |
Domenico Rietti (il Zaga) Sheet of Studies ca. 1560 drawing Graphische Sammlung Albertina, Vienna |
Abraham Janssens Diana and her Nymphs after the Hunt 1613 oil on panel Alte Pinakothek, Munich |
Georg Hainz Trompe l'oeil Kunstkammer 1666 oil on canvas Bildgalerie von Sanssouci, Potsdam |
Abraham Bloemaert Apollo and Diana slaying the Children of Niobe 1591 oil on canvas Statens Museum for Kunst, Copenhagen |
Parmigianino (Francesco Mazzola) Lovers ca. 1524-30 etching and engraving Museum of Fine Arts, Budapest |
from The Wanderings of Oisin
And we rode on the plains of the sea's edge; the sea's edge barren and grey,
Grey sand on the green of the grasses and over the dripping trees,
Dripping and doubling landward, as though they would hasten away,
Grey sand on the green of the grasses and over the dripping trees,
Dripping and doubling landward, as though they would hasten away,
Like an army of old men longing for rest from the moan of the seas.
But the trees grew taller and closer, immense in their wrinkling bark;
But the trees grew taller and closer, immense in their wrinkling bark;
Dropping a murmurous dropping; old silence and that one sound;
For no live creatures lived there, no weasels moved in the dark:
For no live creatures lived there, no weasels moved in the dark:
Long sighs arose in our spirits, beneath us bubbled the ground.
And the ears of the horses went sinking away in the hollow night,
For, as drift from a sailor slow drowning the gleams of the world and the sun,
Ceased on our hands and our faces, on hazel and oak leaf, the light,
And the stars were blotted above us, and the whole of the world was one.
And the ears of the horses went sinking away in the hollow night,
For, as drift from a sailor slow drowning the gleams of the world and the sun,
Ceased on our hands and our faces, on hazel and oak leaf, the light,
And the stars were blotted above us, and the whole of the world was one.
– W.B. Yeats (1889)