Giovanni Cambiaso Study for Frieze ca. 1530 drawing Musée du Louvre |
Polidoro da Caravaggio Scene from Antiquity - The Loading of a Boat before 1543 drawing (design for lost exterior fresco) Musée du Louvre |
Girolamo da Carpi Virgin and Child in Clouds with Angel before 1556 drawing Musée du Louvre |
Giulio Campi Frieze of Putti before 1572 drawing Musée du Louvre |
Giovanni Lanfranco Study for Decorative Frieze ca. 1617 drawing (study for fresco, Palazzo Quirinale, Rome) Musée du Louvre |
Palma il Giovane Jael and Sisera within Lunette before 1628 drawing Musée du Louvre |
Agostino Tassi Design for Wall Decoration before 1644 drawing, with watercolor Musée du Louvre |
attributed to Michel Dorigny Design for Ceiling Decoration ca. 1647-50 drawing, with watercolor Musée du Louvre |
Philippe de Champaigne St Gervasius and St Protasius appearing to St Ambrose ca. 1657 drawing (modello for painting) Musée du Louvre |
Charles Le Brun Design for Vault Decoration, Grande Galerie, Château de Versailles ca. 1679-84 drawing, with watercolor Musée du Louvre |
attributed to Andrea Pozzo Interior of Octagonal Cupola ca. 1680 drawing Musée du Louvre |
Louis Boullogne the Younger Angel carrying a Basket 1715 drawing (study for painting) Musée du Louvre |
Jean-Guillaume Moitte Orpheus in Hell 1790 drawing (study for relief sculpture) Musée du Louvre |
Théodore Rousseau Study for Avenue of Chestnuts before 1867 drawing Musée du Louvre |
Alphonse Legros Study of the Left Hand of a Young Woman before 1911 drawing Musée d'Orsay, Paris |
from From the Cupola
Finally I reach a garden where I am to uproot
the last parsnips for my sisters' dinner
Not parsnips mastodons But this year's greens
already frill them and they pull easily
from the soft ground Two of the finest
are tightly interlocked have grown that way They lie
united in the grave of sunny air
as in their breathing living dark
I look at them a long while
mealy and soiled in one another's arms
and blind full to the ivory marrow
with tender blindness Then I bury them
once more in memory of us
Back home Gold skies My basket full
Lifting it indoors I turn The little dock
It is out there still on stilts in freezing water
It must know by now
that no one is coming after it that it must wait
for morning for next week for summer
by which time it will have silvered and splintered
and the whitewinged boats and the bridegroom's burning sandals
will come too late
– James Merrill (1965)