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And there, upon the banks of that loved tide, He and Zelica sleep side by side. H. Warren, from Poetry and pictures from Thomas Moore, London, 1858. (Source: archive.org)

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And there, upon the banks of that loved tide,
He and Zelica sleep side by side.

H. Warren, from Poetry and pictures from Thomas Moore, London, 1858.

(Source: archive.org)

Monday, February 6, 2012
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Into his bark leap’d smilingly, And left poor Hope behind… J. C. Horsley, from Poetry and pictures from Thomas Moore, London, 1858. (Source: archive.org)

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Into his bark leap’d smilingly,
And left poor Hope behind…

J. C. Horsley, from Poetry and pictures from Thomas Moore, London, 1858.

(Source: archive.org)

Monday, February 6, 2012
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Fleetly o’er the moonlit snows ……………………………………. Swift our sledge as lightning goes… Goerge Thomas, from Poetry and pictures from Thomas Moore, London, 1858. (Source: archive.org)

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Fleetly o’er the moonlit snows
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Swift our sledge as lightning goes…

Goerge Thomas, from Poetry and pictures from Thomas Moore, London, 1858.

(Source: archive.org)

Monday, February 6, 2012
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When through the Piazetta Night breathes her cool air… Myles Birket Foster, from Poetry and pictures from Thomas Moore, London, 1858. (Source: archive.org)

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When through the Piazetta
Night breathes her cool air…

Myles Birket Foster, from Poetry and pictures from Thomas Moore, London, 1858.

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Monday, February 6, 2012
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When a sunbeam was seen to glance over the walls, And the castle of Willumberg bask’d in the ray… Samuel Rhead, from Poetry and pictures from Thomas Moore, London, 1858. (Source: archive.org)

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When a sunbeam was seen to glance over the walls,
And the castle of Willumberg bask’d in the ray…

Samuel Rhead, from Poetry and pictures from Thomas Moore, London, 1858.

(Source: archive.org)

Monday, February 6, 2012
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Burn, bright torches, burn till morn, And lead us where the wild boar lies. Harrison Weir, from Poetry and pictures from Thomas Moore, London, 1858. (Source: archive.org)

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Burn, bright torches, burn till morn,
And lead us where the wild boar lies.

Harrison Weir, from Poetry and pictures from Thomas Moore, London, 1858.

(Source: archive.org)

Monday, February 6, 2012
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Reine de joie, par Victor Joze (Queen of joy, by Victor Joze) Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, from Les affiches illustrées (1886-1895) [Illustrated posters (1886-1895)], by Ernest Maindron, Paris, 1896. (Source: archive.org)

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Reine de joie, par Victor Joze (Queen of joy, by Victor Joze)

Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, from Les affiches illustrées (1886-1895) [Illustrated posters (1886-1895)], by Ernest Maindron, Paris, 1896.

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Sunday, February 5, 2012
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Cirage Jaquot & Cie (Jaquot & Co. shoe polish) Lucien Lefevre, from Les affiches illustrées (1886-1895) [Illustrated posters (1886-1895)], by Ernest Maindron, Paris, 1896. (Source: archive.org)

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Cirage Jaquot & Cie (Jaquot & Co. shoe polish)

Lucien Lefevre, from Les affiches illustrées (1886-1895) [Illustrated posters (1886-1895)], by Ernest Maindron, Paris, 1896.

(Source: archive.org)

Sunday, February 5, 2012
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