dick whittington ... an unlikely partnership of walter de la mare and "ionicus" ... i'm not sure how well walter de la mare understood real life, or foreigners ... ionicus, too, maybe ...

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de arte natandi ... a treatise on swimming, published in england in 1587 ... the year before the spanish armada ... what caught my eye was that the printers had used the same woodblock to frame different examples ...

 

https://wellcomecollection.org/works/y2ydjanb/items

the author, Everard Digby, was quite a character ...

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Everard_Digby_(scholar)

tiepolos ... father & son ... the extraordinary originality of the father's series of whimsical drawings of punchinelli ... and the equally extraordinary sequel when his son took up the same theme umpty-tumpty years afterwards ... and created a whole narrative of venetian humour and pastoralism ...

gianbattista, c.????

Giovanni Battista Tiepolo (Venice 1696-1770 Madrid) (christies.com)

and giandomenico, c????

Giovanni Domenico Tiepolo (Venice 1727-1804) (christies.com)

Quaestionum Evangeliorum in the collection of The Getty Museum

Mira calligraphiae monumenta (Getty Museum)

foujita revisited because so much of his work has been through the auction rooms and there are clearer images in their catalogues ...

... to be continued ...

william blake ... auguries of innocence... the pickering manuscript

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Auguries_of_Innocence

the pickering manuscript is in the Morgan Library in New York ... several poems transcribed by Blake in his own script ... including a longish poem with several very well-known lines ... Auguries of Innocence

Auguries of Innocence

BY WILLIAM BLAKE

To see a World in a Grain of Sand

And a Heaven in a Wild Flower 

Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand 

And Eternity in an hour

A Robin Red breast in a Cage

Puts all Heaven in a Rage 

A Dove house filld with Doves & Pigeons

Shudders Hell thr' all its regions 

A dog starvd at his Masters Gate

Predicts the ruin of the State 

A Horse misusd upon the Road

Calls to Heaven for Human blood 

Each outcry of the hunted Hare

A fibre from the Brain does tear 

A Skylark wounded in the wing 

A Cherubim does cease to sing 

The Game Cock clipd & armd for fight

Does the Rising Sun affright 

Every Wolfs & Lions howl

Raises from Hell a Human Soul 

The wild deer, wandring here & there 

Keeps the Human Soul from Care 

The Lamb misusd breeds Public Strife

And yet forgives the Butchers knife 

The Bat that flits at close of Eve

Has left the Brain that wont Believe

The Owl that calls upon the Night

Speaks the Unbelievers fright

He who shall hurt the little Wren

Shall never be belovd by Men 

He who the Ox to wrath has movd

Shall never be by Woman lovd

The wanton Boy that kills the Fly

Shall feel the Spiders enmity 

He who torments the Chafers Sprite

Weaves a Bower in endless Night 

The Catterpiller on the Leaf

Repeats to thee thy Mothers grief 

Kill not the Moth nor Butterfly 

For the Last Judgment draweth nigh 

He who shall train the Horse to War

Shall never pass the Polar Bar 

The Beggars Dog & Widows Cat 

Feed them & thou wilt grow fat 

The Gnat that sings his Summers Song

Poison gets from Slanders tongue 

The poison of the Snake & Newt

Is the sweat of Envys Foot 

The poison of the Honey Bee

Is the Artists Jealousy

The Princes Robes & Beggars Rags

Are Toadstools on the Misers Bags 

A Truth thats told with bad intent

Beats all the Lies you can invent 

It is right it should be so 

Man was made for Joy & Woe 

And when this we rightly know 

Thro the World we safely go 

Joy & Woe are woven fine 

A Clothing for the soul divine 

Under every grief & pine

Runs a joy with silken twine 

The Babe is more than swadling Bands

Throughout all these Human Lands

Tools were made & Born were hands 

Every Farmer Understands

Every Tear from Every Eye

Becomes a Babe in Eternity 

This is caught by Females bright

And returnd to its own delight 

The Bleat the Bark Bellow & Roar 

Are Waves that Beat on Heavens Shore 

The Babe that weeps the Rod beneath

Writes Revenge in realms of Death 

The Beggars Rags fluttering in Air

Does to Rags the Heavens tear 

The Soldier armd with Sword & Gun 

Palsied strikes the Summers Sun

The poor Mans Farthing is worth more

Than all the Gold on Africs Shore

One Mite wrung from the Labrers hands

Shall buy & sell the Misers Lands 

Or if protected from on high 

Does that whole Nation sell & buy 

He who mocks the Infants Faith

Shall be mockd in Age & Death 

He who shall teach the Child to Doubt

The rotting Grave shall neer get out 

He who respects the Infants faith

Triumphs over Hell & Death 

The Childs Toys & the Old Mans Reasons

Are the Fruits of the Two seasons 

The Questioner who sits so sly 

Shall never know how to Reply 

He who replies to words of Doubt

Doth put the Light of Knowledge out 

The Strongest Poison ever known

Came from Caesars Laurel Crown 

Nought can Deform the Human Race

Like to the Armours iron brace 

When Gold & Gems adorn the Plow

To peaceful Arts shall Envy Bow 

A Riddle or the Crickets Cry

Is to Doubt a fit Reply 

The Emmets Inch & Eagles Mile

Make Lame Philosophy to smile 

He who Doubts from what he sees

Will neer Believe do what you Please 

If the Sun & Moon should Doubt 

Theyd immediately Go out 

To be in a Passion you Good may Do 

But no Good if a Passion is in you 

The Whore & Gambler by the State

Licencd build that Nations Fate 

The Harlots cry from Street to Street 

Shall weave Old Englands winding Sheet 

The Winners Shout the Losers Curse 

Dance before dead Englands Hearse 

Every Night & every Morn

Some to Misery are Born 

Every Morn and every Night

Some are Born to sweet delight 

Some are Born to sweet delight 

Some are Born to Endless Night 

We are led to Believe a Lie

When we see not Thro the Eye

Which was Born in a Night to perish in a Night 

When the Soul Slept in Beams of Light 

God Appears & God is Light

To those poor Souls who dwell in Night 

But does a Human Form Display

To those who Dwell in Realms of day

Source: Poets of the English Language (Viking Press, 1950)

jeffrey catherine jones

 

Jeffrey Catherine Jones - Wikipedia

Jeffrey Catherine Jones’ Unknown Muse - The Comics Journal (tcj.com)

... to be continued ...

suddenly, out of the blue mists of time, captain beefheart's yellow brick road haunts me as an earworm ... so then i play it over and over, trying to catch the words and the sense, if coherent ...

 

(1018) Captain Beefheart - Yellow Brick Road - YouTube

... unable to pin the exact words into place, i start looking for notes about the co-writer ... 

... the track was co-written with Herb Bermann, who turns out to be a deeply interesting character ...

Herb Bermann – Captain Beefheart Radar Station

I was a scribe for Captain Beefheart – Herb Bermann speaks part 1 – Captain Beefheart Radar Station

Herb Bermann speaks part 2 – Captain Beefheart Radar Station