workshop of Francesco Primaticcio Temperance ca. 1560 oil on panel Chrysler Museum of Art, Norfolk, Virginia |
Federico Barocci Study for an Allegory of Temperance ca. 1570 drawing Graphische Sammlung Albertina, Vienna |
Gabriël Metsu Triumph of Justice ca. 1651-53 oil on canvas Mauritshuis, The Hague |
Anonymous Italian Artist Allegorical Figure of Justice ca. 1550 drawing Museum of Fine Arts, Budapest |
Andrea Schiavone Allegorical Figure of Justice ca. 1555-60 drawing Biblioteca Reale, Turin |
Filippo Pedrini Allegorical Figure of Victory ca. 1775 drawing (study for fresco) Museo Poldi Pezzoli, Milan |
Giorgio Vasari Figure of Victory, with Prisoners kneeling on Trophies ca. 1540 drawing Städel Museum, Frankfurt |
Felice Giani Studies for Allegory of Victory ca. 1812 drawing Museo Poldi Pezzoli, Milan |
attributed to Pietro Liberi Allegory of Victory and Fidelity ca. 1650 oil on canvas Museum of Fine Arts, Budapest |
Jean-Laurent Mosnier Allegory of Sculpture 1777 watercolor miniature on ivory Cincinnati Art Museum, Ohio |
Étienne Parrocel Study for Allegory of Painting 1750 drawing National Gallery of Art, Washington DC |
Francesco Furini Allegorical Figures of Painting and Poetry (Ut Pictura Poesis) 1626 oil on canvas Galleria Palatina, Palazzo Pitti, Florence |
Abraham Constantin Personification of Poetry 1825 enamel on porcelain Galleria Sabauda, Turin |
Eugène Guillaume Castalia: Spring of Poetry 1873 marble Musée des Beaux-Arts de Lyon |
Corrado Giaquinto Apollo rewarding the Arts ca. 1753-62 oil on canvas Cincinnati Art Museum, Ohio |
Dosso Dossi Personification of Wisdom ca. 1520-22 oil on canvas Palazzo dei Diamanti, Ferrara |
The Crazed Moon
Crazed through much child-bearing
The moon is staggering in the sky;
Moon-struck by the despairing
Glances of her wandering eye
We grope, and grope in vain,
For children born of her pain.
Children dazed or dead!
When she in all her virginal pride
First trod on the mountain's head
What stir ran through the countryside
Where every foot obeyed her glance!
What manhood led the dance!
The moon is staggering in the sky;
Moon-struck by the despairing
Glances of her wandering eye
We grope, and grope in vain,
For children born of her pain.
Children dazed or dead!
When she in all her virginal pride
First trod on the mountain's head
What stir ran through the countryside
Where every foot obeyed her glance!
What manhood led the dance!
Fly-catchers of the moon,
Our hands are blenched, our fingers seem
But slender needles of bone;
Blenched by that malicious dream
They are spread wide that each
May rend what comes in reach.
Our hands are blenched, our fingers seem
But slender needles of bone;
Blenched by that malicious dream
They are spread wide that each
May rend what comes in reach.
– W.B. Yeats (1933)