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| Malcolm Morley Sea Shore 1957 oil on board Royal College of Art, London |
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| Malcolm Morley Day and Night Cabin 1965 acrylic on canvas Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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| Malcolm Morley Untitled 1965 screenprint Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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| Malcolm Morley Beach Scene 1968 acrylic on canvas Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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| Malcolm Morley Coronation and Beach Scene 1968 acrylic on canvas Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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| Malcolm Morley Henley-on-Thames 1968 acrylic on canvas Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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| Malcolm Morley Mini Masters 1973 lithograph Buffalo AKG Art Museum, New York |
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| Peter Hujar Malcolm Morley 1976 gelatin silver print Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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| Malcolm Morley S.S. Rotterdam ca. 1978 lithograph Buffalo AKG Art Museum, New York |
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| Malcolm Morley Fish 1982 lithograph Princeton University Art Museum |
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| Malcolm Morley Untitled 1985 screenprint Art Institute of Chicago |
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| Malcolm Morley American Sailor Looking Back on Greek Antiquity 1986 watercolor on paper Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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| Malcolm Morley Black Rainbow over Oedipus at Thebes 1988 oil and wax on linen Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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| Malcolm Morley Gypsy 1992 oil on linen Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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| Malcolm Morley Mariner 1998 oil on canvas Tate Modern, London |
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| Malcolm Morley Painter's Floor 1999 oil on linen Buffalo AKG Art Museum, New York |
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| Malcolm Morley YM60 2014 oil on linen Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City, Missouri |
from The First Epistle of the Second Book of Horace, Imitated
Our rural Ancestors, with little blest,
Patient of labour when the end was rest,
Indulged the day that housed their annual grain,
With feasts, and off'rings, and a thankful strain:
The joy their wives, their sons, and servants share,
Ease of their toil, and partners of their care:
The laugh, the jest, attendants on the bowl,
Smoothed ev'ry brow, and opened ev'ry soul:
With growing years the pleasing Licence grew,
And taunts alternate innocently flew,
But Times corrupt, and Nature, ill-inclined,
Produced the point that left a sting behind;
Till friend with friend, and families at strife,
Triumphant Malice raged through private life.
Who felt the wrong, or feared it, took th' alarm,
Appealed to Law, and Justice lent her arm.
At length, by wholesome dread of statutes bound,
The Poets learned to please, and not to wound.
Most warped to Flatt'ry's side; but some, more nice,
Preserved the freedom, and forbore the vice.
Hence Satire rose, that just the medium hit,
And heals with Morals what it hurts with Wit.
We conquered France, but felt our captive's charms,
Her Arts victorious triumphed o'er our Arms:
Britain to soft refinements less a foe,
Wit grew polite, and Numbers learned to flow.
Waller was smooth; but Dryden taught to join
The varying verse, the full resounding line,
The long majestic march, and energy divine.
– Horace (65-8 BC), imitated by Alexander Pope (1737)