“Portrait of Martha von Hembarg,” Heinrich Vogeler, 1894
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“Never morning wore/ To evening, but some heart did break.”
One writes, that “Other friends remain,”
That “Loss is common to the race” —
And common is the commonplace,
And vacant chaff well meant for grain.
That loss is common would not make
My own less bitter, rather more:
Too common! Never morning wore
To evening, but some heart did break.
— from ‘Alfred Lord Tennyson’s “In Memoriam”.
The original poem is a bit long in its entirety. The last two last lines above comprise the title of Walter Langley’s eponymous 1894 painting.
Illustration of peaches by May Rivers, 1894
From “The Fruit Grower’s Guide.
“Dreams … light up dark rooms, or darken light ones …”
“Thus fortified I might take my rest in peace. But dreams come through stone walls, light up dark rooms, or darken light ones, and their persons make their exits and their entrances as they please, and laugh at locksmiths.”
― Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu, “Carmilla,” 1872
“The Evil Mothers,” by Giovanni Segantini, 1894
“Jesieniowisko,” Stanisław Witkiewicz, 1894
Oil on canvas.
“Despair,” Edvard Munch, 1894
Oil on canvas.
A “Naiad,” John William Waterhouse, 1894
Oil on canvas. Its alternate title is “Hylas with a Nymph.”
“Tis but thy name that is my enemy.”
‘Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What’s Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
What’s in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.
— Juliet, in William Shakespeare’s “Romeo and Juliet”
Photo: Ignacio P. Camarlench: “Una Rosa,” 1894
John William Waterhouse’s “Ophelia,” 1894
Oil on canvas.
Walter Langley’s “Never Morning Wore To Evening But Some Heart Did Break,” 1894
Oil on canvas.
