"Ser Brunetto! And are ye here?" (Canto XV., lines 28-29) -
Gustave Dore
"What cause," said he, "Hath bow'd thee thus!" (Canto XIX., 138-139) -
Gustave Dore
"why greedily thus bendest more on me, (Canto XVIII., line 116) -
Gustave Dore
"Why pluck'st thou me?" (Canto XIII., line 34) -
Gustave Dore
"Within these ardours are the spirits, each Swathed in confining fire." (Canto XXVI., lines 48-49) -
Gustave Dore
'Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked, upstarting. -
Gustave Dore
'Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!' -
Gustave Dore
'Surely,' said I, 'surely that is something at my window lattice; -
Gustave Dore
Moses being nursed by his mother - Frans, the elder Floris
Still Life with Apples - Ernest Lawson
The Coronation of Maria de'Medici - (after) Sir Peter Paul Rubens
Loyal Companions - (after) Edward Robert Smythe
Hounds First, Gentlemen, Hounds First - Heywood Hardy
Figures around a table lit by an oil lamp - Pietro Ricchi
Christ On The Cross - (after) Dyck, Sir Anthony van
Benmore - Alfred de Breanski
A female nude - (after) Antonio Bellucci