after John Absolon Beach scene with fisher-folk, ladies and an old storyteller, sketched by an artist 1858 chromolithograph British Museum |
William Blake God writing upon the Tables of the Covenant ca. 1805 watercolor National Galleries of Scotland |
William Blake Ugolino and his sons in prison before 1827 tempera on panel Fitzwilliam Museum, Cambridge |
from Ugolino, or, The Tower of Famine
A father and two sons – and two
Whose tender years bid joy anew
Spring up within their grandsire's breast,
As to his heart the babes he pressed;
And felt the bliss without the pain,
Which parent bosoms taste again,
When in a new-born link they trace
The lengthening glory of their race,
And give to glowing fancy scope
To cast the beams of evening Hope
Athwart the misty vale of tears,
And touch with gold the scroll of years,
Which hangs between the setting ray
And what may be another day;
Vain dreams! the branch, the fruit, the flower
Were plucked at once – together thrown
To wither on the prison stone;
The father, sons, and infants fair,
Were cast alike to linger there,
Until they dropped off, one by one.
– Edward Wilmot (1828)
William Blake The Lord answering Job from the Whirlwind before 1827 watercolor National Galleries of Scotland |
William Blake The Judgement of Solomon before 1827 tempera on copper Fitzwilliam Museum, Cambridge |
Richard Parkes Bonington Venice - The Grand Canal 1826 oil on paper, mounted on canvas National Galleries of Scotland |
Richard Parkes Bonington View near Sarzana, Val di Magra 1826 oil on panel National Galleries of Scotland |
John Constable Mrs Mary Fisher 1816 oil on canvas Fitzwilliam Museum, Cambridge |
John Constable Hampstead Heath ca. 1820 oil on canvas Fitzwilliam Museum, Cambridge |
Arthur Hughes The King's Orchard 1858-59 oil on paper, mounted on panel Fitzwilliam Museum, Cambridge |
The Orchard
The swiftness of blown youth, swiftness of death,
Are in the orchard bloom and blossom-fall.
And in a little while is none at all
Of this cool-flaming glory. Like a breath
Blown on the pane, it fades without a trace
To dim new leaves that hide the nesting bird.
I think there is not any quickest word
So swift as beauty's passing from its place.
Yet we who dwell in love beneath this bough
Know neither fading nor the falling flower.
Our immortality is all-secure
As Beauty's, ruling still the Then and Now,
Careless what fleeting error stains the hour –
Child of the fragile phantoms that endure.
– John Towner Frederick (1919)
Philip Wilson Steer Hayling Island ca. 1894 oil on panel National Galleries of Scotland |
David Wilkie Scene with Mary, Queen of Scots from The Abbot by Walter Scott (design for tableau vivant performed at Hatfield House) 1833 watercolor Yale Center for British Art |
David Wilkie Admiral Walker's infant daughter in Turkish dress 1840 watercolor Fitzwilliam Museum, Cambridge |
David Wilkie The Letter-writer before 1841 watercolor Fitzwilliam Museum, Cambridge |