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| Yves Tanguy Apparitions 1927 oil on canvas Dallas Museum of Art |
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| Yves Tanguy Dehors 1929 oil on canvas Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art, Edinburgh |
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| Yves Tanguy Neither Legends nor Figures 1930 oil on canvas Menil Collection, Houston |
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| Yves Tanguy Promontory Palace 1931 oil on canvas Peggy Guggenheim Collection, Venice |
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| Yves Tanguy Le Ruban des Excès 1932 oil on canvas Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art, Edinburgh |
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| Yves Tanguy I Await You 1934 oil on canvas Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
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| Yves Tanguy Objects: The Tranquility and Boredom of the Infinite 1934 oil on canvas Moderna Museet, Stockholm |
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| Yves Tanguy Surrealist Landscape 1935 gouache on paper Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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| Yves Tanguy Échelles 1935 oil on canvas Manchester Art Gallery |
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| Yves Tanguy The Sun in its Jewel Case 1937 oil on canvas Peggy Guggenheim Collection, Venice |
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| Yves Tanguy Azure Day 1937 oil on canvas Tate Modern, London |
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| Yves Tanguy Jamais Plus 1939 oil on canvas Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art, Edinburgh |
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| Yves Tanguy Composition 1942 etching Dallas Museum of Art |
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| Yves Tanguy Naked Water 1942 oil on canvas Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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| Yves Tanguy There, Motion has not yet Ceased 1945 oil on canvas Guggenheim Museum, New York |
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| Yves Tanguy Rhabdomancie 1947 hand-colored etching Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC |
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| Yves Tanguy Les Transparents 1951 oil on canvas Tate Modern, London |
To Posthumus
Alas! my Posthumus, the years
Unpausing glide away;
Nor suppliant hands, nor fervent prayers,
Their fleeting pace delay;
Nor smooth the brow, when furrowing lines descend,
Nor from the grasp of Age the faltering frame defend.
Time goads us on, relentless Sire!
On to the shadowy Shape, that stands
Terrific on the funeral pyre,
Waving the already kindled brands –
Thou canst not slacken this reluctant speed,
Tho' still on Pluto's shrine thy Hecatomb should bleed.
Beyond the dim Lake's mournful flood,
That skirts the verge of mortal light,
He chains the Forms, on earth that stood
Proud, and gigantic in their might;
That gloomy Lake, o'er whose oblivious tide
Kings, Consuls, Pontiffs, Slaves, in ghastly silence glide.
In vain the bleeding field we shun,
In vain the loud and whelming wave;
And, as autumnal winds come on,
And withered leaves bestrew the cave,
Against their noxious blast, their sullen roar
In vain we pile the hearth, in vain we close the door.
The universal lot ordains
We seek the black Cocytus' stream,
That languid strays through deadly plains,
Where cheerless fires perpetual gleam;
Where the fell Brides their fruitless toil bemoan,
And Sisyphus uprolls the still-returning stone.
Thy tender wife, thy large domain,
Soon shalt thou quit, at Fate's command;
And of those various trees, that gain
Their culture from thy fost'ring hand,
The Cypress only shall await thy doom,
Follow its short-lived Lord, and shade his lonely tomb!
– Horace (65-8 BC), translated by Anna Seward (1799)