Royal Academy
- 1871 551 The Annunciation
- 1876 30 Pool of Bethesda
- 1878 1199 “As it fell upon a day.”
- 1879 442 The Raising of Samuel [The Witch of Endor]
- 1889 47 Roses
- 982 Love in the Cloister
The Dudley Gallery – Exhibition of Water-Colour Drawings
- 1866 604 Past and Present
- 1867 85 My Lady
- 325 Isabella, a Story from Boccaccio
- 439 Heavily hangs the Tiger Lily
- 1868 112 Lucrezia Borgia
- 177 The Three Ravens
- 233 "When a daffodil I see
- 244 One of Autumn’s Last Days, 1867
- 476 Geese
- 1869 160 Amor
- 217 The Story of a Mother and Son
As the love-sculptured towers of ancient days,
Though crumbling and defaced the heart will thrill,
While all unmoved on modern pile we gaze,
The soulless offspring of a heartless skill.
"So these, though dying, live in all our hearts,
This lives but in the eye, although it live,
From these in death the sweetness scarce departs,
Even strong life to this no charm can give." M. Ranking
When a daffodil I see
Hanging down his head t’wards me,
Guesse I may what I shall be:
First, I shall decline my head;
Secondly, I shall be dead;
Lastly, safely buried."
[From Divination by a Daffodill by Robert Herrick]
Son. O lady, lay your costly robes aside,
No longer may you glory in your pride.
Mother. Wherefore to-day art singing in mine ear
Sad songs, were made so long ago, my dear?
This day I am to be a bride, you know,-
Why sing sad songs, were made so long ago?
Play with the bridesmaids; and be glad, my boy, For thou shalt be a second father’s joy!
Son. One father fondled me upon his knee. One father is enough, alone, for me. ——Mary Lamb’s Poems
- 1870 194 Plucking Mandrakes
- 1872 598 The Annunciation
- 1873 561 Paolo and Francesca
- 1874 383 On the Way
- 646 Reading of Love, He being by
- 1870 39 The Model’s Rest
- 1882 361 Mercutio
- 1884 4 In the Sacristy
- 344 Geranium and Great Master Wort
- 1885 68 White Jessamine
- 140 Morning in the Green Cloister, Santa Maria Novella, Florence
- 273 The Old Market, Milann
- 1886 21 A Portrait [Caroline Bateman]
- 1887 71 York and Lancaster Roses
- 171 Shoreham Oyster Beds
- 1888 350 Tito Melema
- 355 “All Sold.” – Milan Old Market
Reading one day we were, for pleasure’s sake,
The tale of Lancelot - how him Love thralled;
Alone we were, and no suspicion near.
Ofttimes the book did make our eyes to meet-
Our faces faded at the words we read;
But ‘twas one point alone that overcame! —— Dante’s Commedia. Hell. cv.
Dudley Gallery – Cabinet Pictures in Oil (incomplete)
Grosvenor Gallery
Last modified 18 February 2023