Antoine Coysevox Castor and Pollux ca. 1685-89 marble garden-statue group (after antique group in Rome) Château de Versailles |
Anselm Feuerbach Medea 1870 oil on canvas Neue Pinakothek, Munich |
Pietro Benvenuti Young Hercules strangling Serpents ca. 1817-29 oil on canvas Galleria Palatina, Palazzo Pitti, Florence |
Luca Giordano Democritus ca. 1690 oil on canvas Hamburger Kunsthalle |
Antonio González Velázquez the Elder Venus at the Forge of Vulcan obtaining Arms for Aeneas ca. 1753 oil on canvas Rhode Island School of Design, Providence |
Jean-Charles Nicaise Perrin Death of Socrates 1784 drawing (study for painting) Musée des Beaux-Arts de Valenciennes |
Guido Reni Apollo and Marsyas ca. 1620-25 oil on canvas Musée des Augustins de Toulouse |
Orazio Riminaldi Amor Vincit Omnia ca. 1624-25 oil on canvas Galleria Palatina, Palazzo Pitti, Florence |
Pierre Rogat Thetis immersing Achilles in the Styx 1788 oil on canvas Galleria Nazionale di Parma |
Philipp Otto Runge Cast of Classical Torso of Eros ca. 1800 drawing Hamburger Kunsthalle |
John Singer Sargent Model with Laurel Wreath ca. 1874-80 oil on canvas Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
Johann Heinrich Schönfeld Sacrifice to Diana ca. 1637 oil on canvas Deutsche Barockgalerie, Augsburg |
Pieter Claesz Soutman Laocoön and his Sons attacked by Serpents ca. 1620-30 oil on canvas Musée des Beaux-Arts de Bordeaux |
Antoine Tillerand Daedalus and Icarus 1790 oil on canvas Galleria Nazionale di Parma |
Girolamo Troppa Mercury slaying Argus ca. 1680 oil on canvas Statens Museum for Kunst, Copenhagen |
Johannes Vermeer Diana and her Nymphs ca. 1653-54 oil on canvas Mauritshuis, The Hague |
Thus all were still to Heros harts desire,
Who with all speede did consecrate a fire
Of flaming Gummes, and comfortable Spice,
To light her Torch, which in such curious price
She held, being object to Leanders sight,
That nought but fires perfum'd must give it light.
She lov'd it so, she griev'd to see it burne,
Since it would waste and soone to ashes turne:
Yet if it burnd not, twere not worth her eyes,
What made it nothing, gave it all the prize.
Sweet Torch, true Glasse of our societie;
That nought but fires perfum'd must give it light.
She lov'd it so, she griev'd to see it burne,
Since it would waste and soone to ashes turne:
Yet if it burnd not, twere not worth her eyes,
What made it nothing, gave it all the prize.
Sweet Torch, true Glasse of our societie;
What man does good, but he consumes thereby?
But thou wert lov'd for good, held high, given show:
Poore vertue loth'd for good, obscur'd, held low.
Do good, be pinde; be deedles good, disgrast:
Unless we feede on men, we let them fast.
Yet Hero with these thoughts her Torch did spend.
But thou wert lov'd for good, held high, given show:
Poore vertue loth'd for good, obscur'd, held low.
Do good, be pinde; be deedles good, disgrast:
Unless we feede on men, we let them fast.
Yet Hero with these thoughts her Torch did spend.
– Christopher Marlowe, from Hero and Leander (published 1598)