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W. St. John Harper, frontispiece to Complete poems, by George Eliot, Boston, 1886 (?).
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A collection of vintage illustrations, taken from books published between the 18th century and the first quarter of the 20th century. Unlike the pictures from the main site, these ones don't belong to me, and I don't own the originals. While most of them are in the public domain, it doesn't imply that they are all free to use for commercial purpose. Please read the terms of service of the source site before incorporating them into your projects.
Un florilège d'illustrations anciennes, extraites de livres publiés entre le XVIIIe siècle et le premier quart du XXe siècle.
A la différence des images proposées sur le site principal, les originaux de celles-ci ne m'appartiennent pas. Bien que la plupart soient aujourd'hui dans le domaine public, cela ne signifie pas pour autant que leur réutilisation à des fins commerciales soit toujours autorisée. Veuillez donc prendre connaissance des conditions d'utilisations des sources citées avant d'intégrer ces images à vos projets.
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He sought the screen
Of thorny thickets, and there fell unseen.
W. St. John Harper, from Complete poems, by George Eliot, Boston, 1886 (?).
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Then Jubal poured his triumph in a song.
W. St. John Harper, from Complete poems, by George Eliot, Boston, 1886 (?).
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Ay, ‘t is a sword
That parts the Spanish noble and the true Zincala.
W. St. John Harper, from Complete poems, by George Eliot, Boston, 1886 (?).
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His doublet loose, his right arm backward flung,
His left caressing close the long-necked lute.
W. L. Sheppard, from Complete poems, by George Eliot, Boston, 1886 (?).
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My father…comes…my father.
W. St. John Harper, from Complete poems, by George Eliot, Boston, 1886 (?).
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A figure lithe, all white and saffron robed,
Flashed right across the circle…
W. L. Taylor, from Complete poems, by George Eliot, Boston, 1886 (?).
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