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Naum Gabo Head no. 2 1916 steel Tate Modern, London |
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Naum Gabo Model for Constructed Torso 1917 cardboard Tate Modern, London |
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Naum Gabo Construction in Space: Diagonal 1921-25 glass, metal and plastic Tate Modern, London |
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Naum Gabo Construction: Stone with Collar 1933 limestone, plastic and brass on slate base Tate Modern, London |
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Naum Gabo Construction through a Plane ca. 1937 plastic on wood base National Scottish Gallery of Modern Art, Edinburgh |
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Naum Gabo Spherical Theme: Penetrated Version ca. 1937-40 bronze Tate Modern, London |
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Naum Gabo Linear Construction no. 1 (Small Version) 1942-43 plastic with nylon filaments Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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Naum Gabo Linear Construction in Space no. 1 1943 plastic with nylon filaments Phillips Collection, Washington DC |
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Naum Gabo Construction in Depth 1944 oil on board Guggenheim Museum, New York |
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Naum Gabo Model for Linear Construction no. 3 with Red 1952 plastic with nylon filaments Tate Modern, London |
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Naum Gabo Linear Construction in Space no. 2 1958 plexiglas with nylon filaments Guggenheim Museum, New York |
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Naum Gabo Linear Construction in Space no. 4 1958 aluminum with stainless-steel wire Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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Naum Gabo Linear Construction no. 4 1959-61 aluminum with stainless-steel wire Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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Naum Gabo Vertical Construction no. 1 1964-65 brass with stainless-steel wire Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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Naum Gabo Untitled ca. 1965 color woodblock print Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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Naum Gabo Opus XIX (Composition in Blue) 1969 lithograph Ben Uri Gallery & Museum, London |
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Naum Gabo Linear Construction no. 2 1970-71 plastic with nylon filaments Tate Modern, London |
Diffugere Nives
The snows are fled away, leaves on the shaws,
And grasses in the mead renew their birth,
The river to the river-bed withdraws,
And altered is the fashion of the earth.
The Nymphs and Graces three put off their fear
And unapparelled in the woodland play.
The swift hour and the brief prime of the year
Say to the soul, Thou was not born for aye.
Thaw follows frost; hard on the heel of spring
Treads summer sure to die, for hard on hers
Comes autumn, with his apples scattering,
Then back to wintertide, when nothing stirs.
But ah, whate'er the sky-led seasons mar,
Moon upon moon rebuilds it with her beams;
Come we where Tullus and where Ancus are
And good Aeneas, we are dust and dreams.
Torquatus, if the gods in heaven shall add
The morrow to the day, what tongue hath told?
Feast then thy heart, for what thy heart has had
The fingers of no heir will ever hold.
When thou descendest once the shades among,
The stern assize and equal judgment o'er
Not thy long lineage nor thy golden tongue,
No, nor thy righteousness, shall friend thee more.
Night holds Hippolytus the pure of stain,
Diana steads him nothing, he must stay;
And Theseus leaves Pirithöus in the chain
The love of comrades cannot take away.
– Horace (65-8 BC), translated by A.E. Housman (1897)