The Real Blake: A Portrait BiographyChatto & Windus, 1907 - 443 Seiten Philosopher. Luminary. Artist. William Blake was one of the best creative minds England ever produced. Discover his life with this fascinating biography. |
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... Titian . The alarm proved a false one , but the object of purchase was fixed . The application is easy . Of thousands it may be decided what loss , what gain would affect them most . This the Sage of Nazareth meant when He said ...
... Titian . The alarm proved a false one , but the object of purchase was fixed . The application is easy . Of thousands it may be decided what loss , what gain would affect them most . This the Sage of Nazareth meant when He said ...
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... Titian or Correggio . They ought to know that Correggio was born two years before Michael Angelo , and Titian but four years after . Both Rafael and Michael Angelo knew the Venetians and contemned and rejected all he did with the utmost ...
... Titian or Correggio . They ought to know that Correggio was born two years before Michael Angelo , and Titian but four years after . Both Rafael and Michael Angelo knew the Venetians and contemned and rejected all he did with the utmost ...
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... Titian or Rubens . Where will the copier of Nature as it now is find a civilised man who is accustomed to go naked ? Imagination only can furnish us with colouring appropriate , such as is found in the frescoes of Raphael and Michael ...
... Titian or Rubens . Where will the copier of Nature as it now is find a civilised man who is accustomed to go naked ? Imagination only can furnish us with colouring appropriate , such as is found in the frescoes of Raphael and Michael ...
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... Titian was particularly active in raising doubts concerning the possibility of executing without a model ; and when once he had raised the doubt , it became easy for him to snatch away the vision time after time , for , when the Artist ...
... Titian was particularly active in raising doubts concerning the possibility of executing without a model ; and when once he had raised the doubt , it became easy for him to snatch away the vision time after time , for , when the Artist ...
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... Titian did ) the pictures that go under his name . The manual labour in these pictures of Correggio is immense , and was paid for originally at the immense prices that those who keep manufactories of art always charge to their employers ...
... Titian did ) the pictures that go under his name . The manual labour in these pictures of Correggio is immense , and was paid for originally at the immense prices that those who keep manufactories of art always charge to their employers ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Albion angels appear artist Basire beauty Book of Urizen Butts called character Chaucer Christ colours copy Correggio Crabb Robinson Cromek death designs Divine drawing enemy engraving eternal Felpham Flaxman fool genius Gilchrist give Hayley Hayley's Hell human idea imagination inspiration Jerusalem John Linnell Joseph of Arimathea kind knew labour Last Judgment later letter Linnell live look Luvah Mathews means mental Michael Angelo Milton mind nature never Night notes painter painting Palamabron passage picture plates poem Poetical Sketches poetry printed probably Quaritch edition Rahab remember Reynolds Rubens Samuel Palmer Satan says seems seen Songs of Innocence South Molton spiritual Stothard style Swedenborg Swedenborgian symbol tell Tharmas Thel things thought tion Tiriel Titian told truth underlined by Blake understand Urizen Vala Venetian verse vision wife William Blake words writing written wrote
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 415 - I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone: The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat: Whither is fled the visionary gleam? Where is it now, the glory and the dream?
Seite 375 - Here Reynolds is laid, and to tell you my mind, He has not left a wiser or better behind : His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand: His manners were gentle, complying, and bland; Still born to improve us in every part, His pencil our faces, his manners our heart...
Seite 284 - On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood; (Loose his beard and hoary hair Streamed like a meteor to the troubled air;) And with a master's hand and prophet's fire Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre: 'Hark, how each giant oak and desert cave Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath!
Seite 80 - Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night arise, Come, come, leave off play, and let us away Till the morning appears in the skies.
Seite 203 - I saw no God, nor heard any, in a finite organical perception; but my senses discover'd the infinite in every thing; and as I was then perswaded, & remain confirm'd, that the voice of honest indignation is the voice of God, I cared not for consequences, but wrote.
Seite 418 - Heaven-born, the Soul a heaven-ward course must hold ; Beyond the visible world she soars to seek (For what delights the sense is false and weak) Ideal Form, the universal mould. The wise man, I affirm, can find no rest In that which perishes ; nor will he lend His heart to aught which doth on time depend. 'Tis sense, unbridled will, and not true love, That kills the soul: love betters what is best, Even here below, but more in heaven above.
Seite 381 - Memory and her siren daughters ; but by devout prayer to that Eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom He pleases.
Seite 422 - I GIVE you the end of a golden string, Only wind it into a ball ; It will lead you in at Heaven's gate Built in Jerusalem's wall.
Seite 284 - Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries. No more I weep: they do not sleep; On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit; they linger yet, Avengers of their native land; With me in dreadful harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.
Seite 223 - I may praise it, since I dare not pretend to be any other than the Secretary; the Authors are in Eternity.