Melchior Lorck Ten Women from Stralsund ca. 1571 drawing Statens Museum for Kunst, Copenhagen |
Johannes Stradanus Alchemists' Laboratory 1570 drawing Royal Collection, Windsor |
from The Phoenician Women of Euripides, translated by George Gascoigne, 1573 –
Oedipus. Daughter, I must commend thy noble heart.
Antigone. Father, I will never come in company
And you alone wander in wildernesse.
Oed. O yes deare daughter, leave thou me alone
Amid my plagues: be mery while thou maist.
Ant. And who shall guide these aged feete of yours,
That banisht bene, in blinde necessitie?
Oed. I will endure, as fatall lot me drives,
Resting these crooked sory sides of mine
Where so the heavens shall lend me harborough.
And in exchange of riche and stately toures,
The woodes, the wildernesse, the darkesome dennes
Shal be the bowre of mine unhappy bones.
Ant. O father, now where is your glory gone?
Oed. 'One happy day did raises me to renoune,
One haplesse day hath throwne mine honor downe.'
Ant. Yet will I beare a part of your mishappes.
Oed. That sitteth not amid thy pleasant yeares.
Ant. 'Deare father yes, let youth give place to age,'
Oed. Where is thy mother? let me touche hir face,
That with these hands I may yet feele the harme
That these blind eyes forbid me to beholde.
Ant. Here father, here hir corps, here put your hand.
Oed. O wyfe, O mother, O both wofull names,
O wofull mother, and O wofull wyfe,
O woulde to God, alas, O woulde to God
Thou nere had been my mother, nor my wyfe.
Paolo Veronese Conversion of Saul ca. 1570 oil on canvas Hermitage, Saint Petersburg |
Paolo Veronese Madonna of the Cuccina Family ca. 1571 oil on canvas Gemäldegalerie Alte Meister, Dresden |
Paolo Veronese Dream of St Helena ca. 1570 oil on canvas National Gallery, London |
Paolo Veronese Judith with the Head of Holofernes ca. 1575-80 oil on canvas Kunsthistorisches Museum, Vienna |
Paolo Veronese Feast in the House of Simon the Pharisee 1570 oil on canvas Château de Versailles |
from No haste but good
In haste post haste when first my wandering mind
Beheld the glistering court with gazing eye,
Such deep delights I seemed therein to find
As might beguile a graver guest than I.
The stately pomp of princes and their peers
Did seem to swim in floods of beaten gold;
The wanton world of young delightful years
Was not unlike a heaven to behold.
– from A Hundreth Sundrie Flowers (1571) by George Gascoigne, most recently edited by G.W. Pigman (Oxford University Press, 2000)
Luca Cambiaso Madonna of the Candle ca. 1570-75 oil on canvas Musei di Strada Nuova, Genoa |
Orazio Samacchini Holy Family with St Catherine of Alexandria, St Margaret of Antioch, and St Francis of Assisi ca. 1570-75 oil on panel Art Gallery of South Australia, Adelaide |
Giovanni Antonio Fasolo Adoration of the Shepherds before 1572 drawing Teylers Museum, Haarlem |
Antoine Lafréry after Perino del Vaga Adam and Eve mourning the dead Abel before 1577 engraving Teylers Museum, Haarlem |
Calimachus
The frounyng fates have taken hence
Calimachus, a childe
Five yeres of age: ah well is he
from cruell care exilde:
What though he lived but little tyme,
waile nought for that at all:
For as his yeres not many were
so were his troubles small.
– an epitaph by Lucian of Samosata (AD 115-180) written in Greek, translated into English by Timothy Kendall, 1577
Philips Galle after Hendrik Goltzius and Johannes Stradanus Fighting Horses ca. 1579 engraving Teylers Museum, Haarlem |
Hendrik Goltzius after Rosso Fiorentino Hercules and Geryon ca. 1577 engraving Teylers Museum, Haarlem |
Turnus' Retreat
With such rebukes mens mindes upkindled staied, and thick with preas
They stoode. But small and small from flight did Turnus then surceas,
Retiryng to that side where stood the fortresse gerdes aboute.
So much the more pursute the Troyans make with restles shoute,
And clustrying close they shoove. As when sometime men gathring thicke
A Lyon wylde assaylne, and hard with tooles oppressying pricke.
But he affraied resists, sowerskowling grim he backward strides,
And neither tayle to turne his pride him lets, nor wrath his sides
Will suffryng make him shew, nor forward can set furth his joynts,
Though fain he would, not able he is yet for men, for weapons poynts.
None otherwise did Turnus then retracting seeke bypath,
With stalking doubtfull steps, and deepe in minde reboyles his wrath.
– from the Aeneid of Virgil, translation by Thomas Phaer published posthumously in 1573
Maerten de Vos Leopard ca. 1572 oil on panel Staatliches Museum, Schwerin |
Giovanni Battista Moroni The Vestal Virgin Tuccia before 1578 oil on canvas National Gallery, London |