Peter Paul Rubens Victory crowning the Virtuous Hero ca. 1613-14 oil on panel Alte Pinakothek, Munich |
Bernardo Strozzi Erminia among the Shepherds (scene from Tasso's Gerusalemme Liberata) ca. 1620-30 oil on canvas Joslyn Art Museum, Omaha |
Carlo Raimondi after Parmigianino St George 1843 watercolor (print study) Galleria Nazionale di Parma |
Jan Both Foreshortened Cavalier 1640 drawing National Gallery of Art, Washington DC |
Nicolò dell'Abate Mounted Warrior ca. 1550 drawing Statens Museum for Kunst, Copenhagen |
Capodimonte Porcelain Manufactory (Naples) Goffredo at the Tomb of Dudone (scene from Tasso's Gerusalemme Liberata) ca. 1745-50 porcelain National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne |
Lucas van Valckenborch Archduke Matthias of Austria 1579 oil on panel Kunsthistorisches Museum, Vienna |
Pietro Testa St Michael Archangel before 1650 drawing Statens Museum for Kunst, Copenhagen |
Giovanni Verona Louis XIV ca. 1875 marble statuette National Gallery of Art, Washington DC |
Jan Kupecký Portrait of a Soldier ca. 1710-15 oil on canvas Museum of Fine Arts, Budapest |
Battista Franco (il Semolei) Classical Warrior ca. 1540-50 drawing Graphische Sammlung Albertina, Vienna |
Giuseppe Maria Crespi The Continence of Scipio ca. 1700 oil on canvas Chrysler Museum of Art, Norfolk, Virginia |
Franz Anton Maulbertsch The Arrogance of Brennus ca. 1794-95 oil on panel Deutsche Barockgalerie, Augsburg |
Silvestro Lega Italian Soldiers with Austrian Prisoners 1861 oil on canvas Palazzo Pitti, Florence |
Alexandre-Denis Abel de Pujol Episode from the Trojan War ca. 1820 drawing Musée des Beaux-Arts de Valenciennes |
Ancient Greek Culture Helmet 4th century BC bronze Musée d'Art Classique de Mougins |
from The Old Age of Queen Maeve
But Maeve, and not with a slow feeble foot,
Came to the threshold of the painted house
Where her grandchildren slept, and cried aloud,
Until the pillared dark began to stir
With shouting and the clang of unhooked arms.
She told them of the many-changing ones;
And all that night, and all through the next day
To middle night, they dug into the hill.
At middle night great cats with silver claws,
Bodies of shadow and blind eyes like pearls,
Came up out of the hole, and red-eared hounds
With long white bodies came out of the air
Suddenly, and ran at them and harried them.
The Maines' children dropped their spades, and stood
The Maines' children dropped their spades, and stood
With quaking joints and terror-stricken faces,
Till Maeve called out, 'These are but common men.
The Maines' children have not dropped their spades
Because Earth, crazy for its broken power,
Casts up a show and the winds answer it
With holy shadows.' Her high heart was glad,
Casts up a show and the winds answer it
With holy shadows.' Her high heart was glad,
And when the uproar ran along the grass
She followed with light footfall in the midst,
Till it died out where an old thorn-tree stood.
– W.B. Yeats (1903)
Till it died out where an old thorn-tree stood.
– W.B. Yeats (1903)