Peter Paul Rubens Julius Caesar 1619 oil on canvas Bildgalerie von Sanssouci, Potsdam |
Peter Paul Rubens Portrait of Philip the Fair ca. 1618 oil on panel Kunsthistorisches Museum, Vienna |
Anonymous French Artist Ballet Costume as Roman Warrior 18th century drawing, with watercolor Courtauld Gallery, London |
Frederick van Valckenborch Alexander the Great with the dying King Darius after the Battle of Issus 1611 oil on canvas Musée d'Art Classique de Mougins |
Moderno (Galeazzo Mondella) David triumphant over Goliath ca. 1500 bronze plaquette Cleveland Museum of Art, Ohio |
Roman Empire Gladiators 3rd-4th century AD marble mosaic tiles Galleria Borghese, Rome |
Paolo Farinati Equestrian Battle ca. 1570 drawing National Museum, Athens |
Claude-Joseph Vernet Soldiers in Mountain Gorge with Storm 1789 oil on canvas Detroit Institute of Arts |
Jacques Blanchard Young Cavalier 1631 oil on canvas Detroit Institute of Arts |
Wilhelm Leibl Self Portrait as Warrior, after Correggio 1865 oil on canvas Landesmuseum, Hannover |
Raphael Study of Warrior on Horseback ca. 1511-12 drawing (unused study for fresco, Stanza di Eliodoro) Städel Museum, Frankfurt |
Léon Davent after Francesco Primaticcio Alexander the Great taming Bucephalus ca. 1540-50 etching Rhode Island School of Design, Providence |
Pellegrino Tibaldi after Michelangelo Warrior ca. 1560 drawing Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam |
Jacques Courtois Battle Scene with Turkish Cavalry ca. 1665 oil on canvas Statens Museum for Kunst, Copenhagen |
Anonymous Hellenistic Sculptor Wounded Warrior 100 BC marble statue (excavated on Delos) National Archaeological Museum, Athens |
Ancient Greek Culture in South Italy Helmet 5th-4th century BC bronze Musée d'Art Classique de Mougins |
from Baile and Aillinn
They know undying things, for they
Wander where earth withers away,
Though nothing troubles the great streams
But light from the pale stars, and gleams
From the holy orchards, where there is none
From the holy orchards, where there is none
But fruit that is of precious stone,
Or apples of the sun and moon.
Or apples of the sun and moon.
What were our praise to them? They eat
Quiet's wild heart, like daily meat;
Who when night thickens are afloat
On dappled skins in a glass boat,
Far out under a windless sky;
While over them birds of Aengus fly,
And over the tiller and the prow,
And waving white wings to and fro
Awaken wanderings of light air
To stir their coverlet and their hair.
– W.B. Yeats (1903)