Jean-Baptiste Henri Deshays Frieze of Classical Dancers ca. 1754-57 drawing Musée du Louvre |
Lorenzo Costa Group of Antique Figures ca. 1564-72 drawing Musée du Louvre |
Giulio Romano after Raphael Sacrifice of a Bull ca. 1527-28 drawing Musée du Louvre |
Jean-Charles-Joseph Rémond Arcadian Landscape 1820 oil on canvas private collection |
attributed to Gaspard Dughet Landscape with Classical Shepherd ca. 1650 drawing Musée du Louvre |
Anne-Louis Girodet Daphnis and Chloe with the Shepherd ca. 1800 drawing (study for book illustration) Musée du Louvre |
Lucas Cranach the Elder End of the Age of Silver ca. 1530 oil on panel National Gallery, London |
Thomas Lawrence Homer reciting his Poems 1790 oil on canvas Tate Britain |
Giovanni Battista Bertani King Priam taking leave of his son Polydorus ca. 1545 drawing (modello for engraving) Musée du Louvre |
Giovanni Battista Dell'Era Hecuba discovering her dead son, Polydorus before 1798 drawing Musée du Louvre |
Master of the Aeneid Legend The Trojan Horse ca. 1530-40 enamel on copper Cleveland Museum of Art, Ohio |
Henry Fuseli Aetolians beseeching Meleager to defend Calydon 1776 drawing Musée du Louvre |
Giuseppe Porta (Giuseppe Salviati) Nausicaä and Attendants before 1575 drawing Musée du Louvre |
Jean-François-Pierre Peyron Athenian Youths and Maidens chosen for Sacrifice to the Minotaur ca. 1796 drawing (study for painting) Musée du Louvre |
Salvator Rosa Pythagoras and the Fishermen 1662 oil on canvas Gemäldegalerie, Staatliche Museen zu Berlin |
Salvator Rosa Milo of Croton (with hands caught in a tree trunk) before 1673 drawing Musée du Louvre |
Pietro della Vecchia Socrates and Two Students, with Mirror before 1678 oil on canvas Museo del Prado, Madrid |
François Verdier Minerva with the Muses before 1730 drawing Musée du Louvre |
Minerva Jones
I am Minerva, the village poetess,
Hooted at, jeered at by the Yahoos of the street
For my heavy body, cock-eye, and rolling walk,
And all the more when "Butch" Weldy
Captured me after a brutal hunt.
He left me to my fate with Doctor Meyers;
And I sank into death, growing numb from the feet up,
Like one stepping deeper and deeper into a stream of ice.
Will some one go to the village newspaper,
And gather into a book the verses I wrote? –
I thirsted so for love
I thirsted so for love
I hungered so for life!
Doctor Meyers
No other man, unless it was Doc Hill,
Did more for people in this town than I.
And all the weak, the halt, the improvident
And those who could not pay flocked to me.
I was good-hearted, easy Doctor Meyers.
I was healthy, happy, in comfortable fortune,
Blest with a congenial mate, my children raised,
All wedded, doing well in the world.
And then one night, Minerva, the poetess,
Came to me in her trouble, crying.
I tried to help her out – she died –
They indicted me, the newspapers disgraced me,
My wife perished of a broken heart.
And pneumonia finished me.
– Edgar Lee Masters (1915)