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| Abraham Bloemaert St Roch with Angel ca. 1600-1610 wash drawing with gouache Morgan Library, New York |
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| Jacob Hoefnagel Orpheus Charming the Animals 1613 gouache and watercolor on vellum Morgan Library, New York |
MUSIC
Oh! Sovereign of the willing soul,
Parent of sweet and solemn-breathing airs,
Enchanting shell! the sullen cares
And frantic passions hear thy soft controul.
On Thracia's hills the lord of war
Has curb'd the fury of his car
And drop'd the thirsty lance at thy command.
Perching on the scept'red hand
Of Jove, thy magic lulls the feather'd king
With ruffled plumes, and flagging wing:
Quench'd in dark clouds of slumber lie
The terror of his beak, and lightnings of his eye.
– Thomas Gray, from The Progress of Poesy: a Pindaric Ode (1757)
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| Paul Sandby Windsor Castle from Datchet Lane on a rejoicing night 1768 gouache Royal Collection, Windsor |
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| Jean-Pierre Hoüel Ruins of the Temple of Ceres in the Valley of Agrigento ca. 1776-79 gouache Getty Museum, Los Angeles |
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| Théodore Géricault Satyr and Nymph 1817 wash-drawing with gouache Princeton University Art Museum |
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| Charles Wild Circular Dining Room at Carlton House, London 1819 gouache and watercolor Cooper-Hewitt Smithsonian Design Museum |
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| Anonymous painter Cartoon for Woven Carpet ca. 1843-53 gouache Cooper-Hewitt Smithsonian Design Museum |
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| Anonymous painter Cartoon for Woven Carpet ca. 1848 gouache Cooper-Hewitt Smithsonian Design Museum |
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| Anonymous painter Cartoon for Woven Carpet ca. 1848 gouache Cooper-Hewitt Smithsonian Design Museum |
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| James Tissot Adam and Eve Driven from Paradise ca. 1896-1902 gouache on panel Jewish Museum, New York |
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| James Tissot Joseph Dwelleth in Egypt ca. 1896-1902 gouache on panel Jewish Museum, New York |
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| James Tissot The Ark Passes Over the Jordan ca. 1896-1902 gouache on panel Jewish Museum, New York |
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| Amadeo Modigliani Caryatid ca. 1914 gouache Museum of Fine Arts, Houston |
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| Egon Schiele Self-portrait in Yellow Vest 1914 gouache Albertina, Vienna |
TO ATTHIS
Atthis, far from me and dear Mnasidika,
Dwells in Sardis;
Many times she was near us
So that we lived life well
Like the far-famed goddess
Whom above all things music delighted.
And now she is first among the Lydian women
As the mighty sun, the rose-fingered moon,
Beside the great stars.
And the light fades from the bitter sea
And in like manner from the rich-blossoming earth;
And the dew is shed upon the flowers,
Rose and soft meadow-sweet
And many-coloured melilote.
Many things told are remembered of sterile Atthis.
I yearn to behold thy delicate soul
To satiate my desire . . .
– Sappho, translated by Richard Aldington (1914)