Correggio, Jupiter and Io, c. 1533 So strong was the storm of love which gathered in my heart, that over my eyes it poured a heavy mist,and from my brain stole my wits away. Tale una brama d’amore, sotto il cuore avviluppatasi,versò sugli occhi una densa nebbiae dal petto rapì i molli sensi. Go back …
Francisco Goya, The Shipwreck, 1794 …be driven off course by the waves.And may the Thracians with topknots give a warm reception in Salmydessus –and he will experience unspeakable suffering,dining on the bread of slavery –naked and stiff with cold.May seaweed cover him in the billow,his teeth chattering, and lie on his muzzlelike a dog in infinite …
Parmigianino, Cupid Making His Bow, c. 1535 Once more, like a blacksmith, Erosbattered me with his huge axe,and doused me in an icy torrent. Eros è come un fabbro:mi stronca col suo enorme maglio,poi mi lava il sanguein un gelido torrente. Go back to album – Greek and Roman
Nicolas Poussin, Midas and Bacchus, 1624 Cheap Sabine wine, in modest cup, come, drink with me. I sealed it up when gathered Rome would have thee hear its rapturous cheer.Dear Knight Maecenas, let the banks of thine own stream repeat those thanks, and echoing Vatican againrenew the strain.Calenian wines are pressed for thee and Caecuban; …
Lucas van Leyden, Venus and Cupid, 1530 Let this that is left of my soul,whatever it be, let this at least,O Loves, have rest for heaven’s sake.Or else no longer shoot me with arrows but with thunderbolts,and turn me utterly into ashes and cinders. Yes, yes! strike me, O Loves; for withered away as I …
John Atkinson Grimshaw, Ariadne at Naxos, 1877 It is night, in the middle of winter; the Pleiades have set.I walk in the rain by her front door.I bear a wound of desire for that cheating girl. Cyprissent me not love, but a dart of fire. (Transl. by Jennifer Larson) Lunga é la notte d’inverno,il sole …
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