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Richard David Shepherd CBE FRSA FGRA (25 April 1931 – 19 September 2017) [1] was a British artist and one of the world's most outspoken conservationists. [2] He was most famous for his paintings of steam locomotives (he owned a number of them) and wildlife, although he also often painted aircraft, portraits (notably The Queen Mother) and landscapes.
Heinrich Heine uses the cry in his cycle of poems Die Nordsee published in Buch der Lieder in 1827. [8] The first poem of the second cycle, Meergruß ('Sea Greeting'), begins: Thalatta! Thalatta! Sei mir gegrüßt, du ewiges Meer! ('Sea! Sea! Be greeted by me, you eternal sea!')
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The role of the sea in culture has been important for centuries, as people experience the sea in contradictory ways: as powerful but serene, beautiful but dangerous. [2] Human responses to the sea can be found in artforms including literature, art, poetry, film, theatre, and classical music. The earliest art representing boats is 40,000 years old.
The triumph of Dionysus, depicted on a 2nd-century Roman sarcophagus. Dionysus rides in a chariot drawn by panthers; his procession includes elephants and other exotic animals. The Dionysiaca / ˌ d aɪ. ə. n ɪ ˈ z aɪ. ə. k ə / (Ancient Greek: Διονυσιακά, Dionysiaká) is an ancient Greek epic poem and the principal work of Nonnus.
"Where Corals Lie" is a poem by Richard Garnett which was set to music by Sir Edward Elgar as the fourth song in his song-cycle Sea Pictures. The poem was first published in Io in Egypt and other poems in 1859 and subsequently anthologized in Sea Music in 1888. [1]
Title page of Poetical Sketches. Poetical Sketches is the first collection of poetry and prose by William Blake, written between 1769 and 1777.Forty copies were printed in 1783 with the help of Blake's friends, the artist John Flaxman and the Reverend Anthony Stephen Mathew, at the request of his wife Harriet Mathew.
Sea-birds are asleep, The world forgets to weep, Sea murmurs her soft slumber-song On the shadowy sand Of this elfin land; "I, the Mother mild, Hush thee, O my child, Forget the voices wild! Isles in elfin light Dream, the rocks and caves, Lulled by whispering waves, Veil their marbles bright, Foam glimmers faintly white Upon the shelly sand Of ...