Tullio Lombardo Tomb Effigy of Guidarello Guidarelli 1525 marble Museo d'Arte della Città di Ravenna |
Gerbrand van den Eeckhout The Continence of Scipio (portrait historié of newlyweds and family) 1658 oil on canvas Toledo Museum of Art, Ohio |
Lorenzo de Ferrari Death of Themistocles ca. 1710 oil on canvas Palazzo Reale, Turin |
Fedele Fischetti Tancred attempting to enter the Forest (scene from Tasso's Gerusalemme Liberata) ca. 1760 drawing, with watercolor Morgan Library, New York |
Jean-Henri Marlet Les Bons Camarades 1817 hand-colored lithograph Wellcome Collection, London |
Charles Parrocel Two Soldiers ca. 1730 drawing Princeton University Art Museum |
Cavaliere d'Arpino after Raphael Soldier with Plumed Helmet ca. 1610 drawing Statens Museum for Kunst, Copenhagen |
Niccolò della Casa after Baccio Bandinelli Cosimo de' Medici in Armour 1544 engraving Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York |
Giovanni Bizzelli Francesco I de' Medici, Grand Duke of Tuscany 1565 oil on canvas Kunsthistorisches Museum, Vienna |
Yannis Moralis Soldier 1940 drawing National Museum, Athens |
workshop of Titian Venetian Admiral Vincenzo Cappello ca. 1540 oil on canvas Chrysler Museum of Art, Norfolk, Virginia |
Justus van Egmont Archduke Leopold Wilhelm 1649 oil on canvas Kunsthistorisches Museum, Vienna |
Peter Paul Rubens Decius Mus addressing the Legions ca. 1616 oil on panel, transferred to canvas (tapestry design) National Gallery of Art, Washington DC |
Giorgio Vasari Alessandro de' Medici in Armour 1534 oil on panel Gallerie degli Uffizi, Florence |
Salvator Rosa Jason poisoning the Dragon ca. 1650 oil on panel Saint Louis Art Museum |
Jan Frans Douven Figure of Victory with Torch placing Laurel Wreath on Warrior's Empty Armour ca. 1700-1710 oil on canvas Alte Pinakothek, Munich |
from The Shadowy Waters
Dectora. O ancient worm,
Dragon that loved the world and held us to it,
You are broken, you are broken. The world drifts away,
And I am left alone with my beloved,
Who cannot put me from his sight for ever.
We are alone for ever, and I laugh,
Forgael, because you cannot put me from you.
You are broken, you are broken. The world drifts away,
And I am left alone with my beloved,
Who cannot put me from his sight for ever.
We are alone for ever, and I laugh,
Forgael, because you cannot put me from you.
The mist has covered the heavens, and you and I
Shall be alone for ever. We two – this crown –
I half remember. It has been in my dreams.
Bend lower, O king, that I may crown you with it.
O flower of the branch, O bird among the leaves,
O silver fish that my two hands have taken
Out of the running stream, O morning star,
Trembling in the blue heavens like a white fawn
Upon the misty border of the wood,
Bend lower, that I may cover you with my hair,
For we will gaze upon this world no longer.
Shall be alone for ever. We two – this crown –
I half remember. It has been in my dreams.
Bend lower, O king, that I may crown you with it.
O flower of the branch, O bird among the leaves,
O silver fish that my two hands have taken
Out of the running stream, O morning star,
Trembling in the blue heavens like a white fawn
Upon the misty border of the wood,
Bend lower, that I may cover you with my hair,
For we will gaze upon this world no longer.
– W.B. Yeats (1906)