J.M.W. TurnerG. Bell and sons, 1905 - 204 sivua |
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Abbey admiration afterwards Baiae battle beautiful blue boats Bridge Calais Calais Pier called Canvas 35 Carthage Carthaginian Castle CATHEDRAL colour Cooke's Exhibition Dido drawings Ducal Palace Fallacies of Hope fancy Farnley Hall fashion Fawkes figures FISHERMEN fishing foreground Girtin going Guildhall Hanfstängl photo Italy J. M. W. Turner LAKE landscape Leeds Exhibition Lent Liber Studiorum light and shade looking Lord Loutherbourg Maiden Lane master mezzotint MORNING mountains Munro Museum National Gallery never painted painter Pembroke Castle picture PLAGUE OF EGYPT plates Queen Anne Street Richmondshire rising river Rome ROUEN CATHEDRAL Royal Academy Royal Birmingham Society Royal Manchester Institution Ruskin Sale SALISBURY CATHEDRAL scene SEAT seen shadows ship Signed and dated sketch Society of Artists Southern Coast Téméraire Thornbury tints trees Trimmer Turner exhibited Venice water-colour whilst wonderful Yorkshire
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Sivu 46 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms— the day Battle's magnificently stern array! The thunder-clouds close o'er it, which when rent The earth is covered thick with other clay, Which her own clay shall cover, heaped and pent, Rider and horse,— friend, foe,— in one red burial blent!
Sivu 133 - And I saw an angel standing in the sun; and he cried with a loud voice, saying to all the fowls that fly in the midst of heaven, Come and gather yourselves together unto the supper of the great God. That ye may eat the flesh of kings, and the flesh of captains, and the flesh of mighty men, and the flesh of horses, and of them that sit on them, and the flesh of all men, both free and bond, both small and great.
Sivu 81 - When Pilate saw that he could prevail nothing, but that rather a tumult was made, he took water, and washed his hands before the multitude/ saying, " I am innocent of the blood of this just person : see ye it." ^Then answered all the people and said, " His blood be on us, and on our children.
Sivu 168 - Then Nebuchadnezzar came near to the mouth of the burning fiery furnace, and spake, and said, Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-nego, ye servants of the most high God, come forth and come hither.
Sivu 132 - Clings to the marble of her palaces. No track of men, no footsteps to and fro, Lead to her gates. The path lies o'er the Sea, Invisible; and from the land we went, As to a floating City — steering in, And gliding up her streets as in a dream...
Sivu 84 - Where, as to shame the temples deck'd By skill of earthly architect, Nature herself, it seem'd, would raise A minster to her Maker's praise! Not for a meaner use ascend Her columns, or her arches bend ; Nor of a theme less solemn tells That mighty surge that ebbs and swells, And still, between each awful pause, From the high vault an answer draws, In varied tone prolong'd and high, That mocks the organ's melody.
Sivu 25 - I do not know in what district of England Turner first or % 3g. IK peculiar manifestalongest studied, but the scenery whose influence I can trace most i»n in Turner, definitely throughout his works, varied as they are, is that of Yorkshire. Of all his drawings, I think, those of the Yorkshire series have the most heart in them, the most affectionate, simple, unwearied, serious finishing of truth. There is in them little seeking after effect, but a strong love of place; little exhibition of the artist's...
Sivu 27 - Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle multiform, and mix And nourish all things, let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise. Ye mists and exhalations, that now rise From hill or steaming lake, dusky or gray, Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honor to the World's great Author rise...
Sivu 46 - Look'd on the sun with hope: - low, broad, and wan; While the fierce archer of the downward year Stains Italy's blanch'd barrier with storms. In vain each pass, ensanguin'd deep with dead, Or rocky fragments, wide destruction roll'd.
Sivu 84 - By Coblentz, on a rise of gentle ground, There is a small and simple pyramid, Crowning the summit of the verdant mound; Beneath its base are heroes...