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| Anonymous American Artist Wheat Stack ca. 1825 oil on glass Art Museums of Colonial Williamsburg, Virginia |
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| Anonymous American Artist Four Squirrels 1876 gouache on paper Barnes Foundation, Philadelphia |
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| Anonymous American Artist Train on Portage Bridge ca. 1852 oil on canvas Art Museums of Colonial Williamsburg, Virginia |
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| Anonymous American Artist Swallows perched on Fruit Tree ca. 1850-1900 metallic paint on glass Wichita Art Museum, Kansas |
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| Dennis Miller Bunker Marble Torso ca. 1878 oil on canvas Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum, Boston |
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| Dennis Miller Bunker Portrait of Isabella Stewart Gardner 1889 oil on canvas Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum, Boston |
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| Dennis Miller Bunker Brook at Medfield 1889 oil on canvas Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum, Boston |
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| Dennis Miller Bunker Chrysanthemums 1888 oil on canvas Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum, Boston |
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| Anne Dangar Gouache 1936 gouache on paper National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
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| Anne Dangar Jug ca. 1935 glazed earthenware National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
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| Anne Dangar Coffee Pot ca. 1937 glazed earthenware National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
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| Anne Dangar Aladin ca. 1938 glazed earthenware Art Gallery of South Australia, Adelaide |
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| Anton Bruehl Untitled ca. 1948 tricolor carbro print National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
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| Anton Bruehl Cast Members of Carousel on Broadway 1945 tricolor carbro print National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
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| Anton Bruehl Portrait of Gene Tierney ca. 1943 tricolor carbro print National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
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| Anton Bruehl Portrait of Marlene Dietrich 1935 gelatin silver print National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Sonnets from China
XIX
When all our apparatus of report
Confirms the triumph of our enemies,
Our frontier crossed, our forces in retreat,
Violence pandemic like a new disease,
And Wrong a charmer, everywhere invited,
When Generosity gets nothing done,
Let us remember those who looked deserted:
To-night in China let me think of one*
Who for ten years of drought and silence waited,
until in Muzot all his being spoke,
And everything was given once for all.
Awed, grateful, tired, content to die, completed,
He went out in the winter night to stroke
That tower as one pets an animal.
– W.H. Auden (1938)
*the poet Rilke