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The flood.

Achille Devéria, from Légendes ballades et fabliaux vol. 2, by Pierre-Marie-François Baour-Lormian, Paris, 1829.

(Source: Bayerische Staatsbibliothek)

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The flood.

Achille Devéria, from Légendes ballades et fabliaux vol. 2, by Pierre-Marie-François Baour-Lormian, Paris, 1829.

(Source: Bayerische Staatsbibliothek)

Wednesday, September 17, 2014
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The banquet.

Achille Devéria, from Légendes ballades et fabliaux vol. 2, by Pierre-Marie-François Baour-Lormian, Paris, 1829.

(Source: Bayerische Staatsbibliothek)

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The banquet.

Achille Devéria, from Légendes ballades et fabliaux vol. 2, by Pierre-Marie-François Baour-Lormian, Paris, 1829.

(Source: Bayerische Staatsbibliothek)

Tuesday, September 16, 2014
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The pilgrim.

Achille Devéria, from Légendes ballades et fabliaux vol. 1, by Pierre-Marie-François Baour-Lormian, Paris, 1829.

(Source: Bayerische Staatsbibliothek)

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The pilgrim.

Achille Devéria, from Légendes ballades et fabliaux vol. 1, by Pierre-Marie-François Baour-Lormian, Paris, 1829.

(Source: Bayerische Staatsbibliothek)

Tuesday, September 16, 2014
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Shades, leaving the depth of their graves…

Achille Devéria, from Légendes ballades et fabliaux vol. 1, by Pierre-Marie-François Baour-Lormian, Paris, 1829.

At the time this book was published, Baour-Lormian was an already aging author, considered as a classicist, to put things politely, by the rising generation. Devéria who was then a young and wild Romantic, cared very little for being associated with the old guard in any way, and he only accepted to do this set of illustrations on the condition that his name wouldn’t be mentioned anywhere.

(Source: Bayerische Staatsbibliothek)

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Shades, leaving the depth of their graves…

Achille Devéria, from Légendes ballades et fabliaux vol. 1, by Pierre-Marie-François Baour-Lormian, Paris, 1829.

At the time this book was published, Baour-Lormian was an already aging author, considered as a classicist, to put things politely, by the rising generation. Devéria who was then a young and wild Romantic, cared very little for being associated with the old guard in any way, and he only accepted to do this set of illustrations on the condition that his name wouldn’t be mentioned anywhere.

(Source: Bayerische Staatsbibliothek)

Monday, September 15, 2014
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The tomb of Anne of Cleves: medallions, statues and bosses.

John Preston  Neale, from The history and antiquities of the abbey church of St. Peter, Westminster vol. 2, by Edward Wedlake Brayley, London, 1818.

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The tomb of Anne of Cleves: medallions, statues and bosses.

John Preston Neale, from The history and antiquities of the abbey church of St. Peter, Westminster vol. 2, by Edward Wedlake Brayley, London, 1818.

(Source: archive.org)

Thursday, August 28, 2014
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Leon sends him to meet his maker.

 from Roland furieux (Orlando Furioso or The Frenzy of Orlando), by Ludovico Ariosto, Paris, 1864.

A zip file containing the six illustrations of the latest series can be downloaded at this link.

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Leon sends him to meet his maker.

from Roland furieux (Orlando Furioso or The Frenzy of Orlando), by Ludovico Ariosto, Paris, 1864.

A zip file containing the six illustrations of the latest series can be downloaded at this link.

(Source: archive.org)

Saturday, August 2, 2014
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He threw a cord around her neck and hung her to a young elm.

From Roland furieux (Orlando Furioso or The Frenzy of Orlando), by Ludovico Ariosto, Paris, 1864.

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He threw a cord around her neck and hung her to a young elm.

From Roland furieux (Orlando Furioso or The Frenzy of Orlando), by Ludovico Ariosto, Paris, 1864.

(Source: archive.org)

Saturday, August 2, 2014
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I knew what would have been my lot.

T. H. Nicholson, from The adventures of Robinson Crusoe, by Daniel Defoe, London, 1862.

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I knew what would have been my lot.

T. H. Nicholson, from The adventures of Robinson Crusoe, by Daniel Defoe, London, 1862.

(Source: archive.org)

Thursday, July 10, 2014