Illustration Friday: Proverb -
"Selfportrait of the Artist Illustrating a Proverb"digital collage by Mick Mather
"...musick has charms to sooth a savage breast ..."
- William Congreve
from, The Mourning Bride, 1697:
Musick has Charms to sooth a savage Breast
To soften Rocks, or bend a knotted Oak.
I've read, that things inanimate have mov'd,
And, as with living Souls, have been inform'd,
By Magick Numbers and persuasive Sound.
What then am I? Am I more senseless grown
Than Trees, or Flint? O force of constant Woe!
'Tis not in Harmony to calm my Griefs.
Anselmo sleeps, and is at Peace; last Night
The silent Tomb receiv'd the good Old King;
He and his Sorrows now are safely lodg'd
Within its cold, but hospitable Bosom.
Why am not I at Peace?
"...musick has charms to sooth a savage breast ..."
- William Congreve
from, The Mourning Bride, 1697:
Musick has Charms to sooth a savage Breast
To soften Rocks, or bend a knotted Oak.
I've read, that things inanimate have mov'd,
And, as with living Souls, have been inform'd,
By Magick Numbers and persuasive Sound.
What then am I? Am I more senseless grown
Than Trees, or Flint? O force of constant Woe!
'Tis not in Harmony to calm my Griefs.
Anselmo sleeps, and is at Peace; last Night
The silent Tomb receiv'd the good Old King;
He and his Sorrows now are safely lodg'd
Within its cold, but hospitable Bosom.
Why am not I at Peace?
Labels: an Artwork a Day by Mick Mather, Illustration Friday, Mick Mather, The Selfportrait Series
posted by Mick at 6:43 AM
4 Comments:
You were a handsome young man in 1697.
hpy:
... perhaps, now I'm just old and broke down. :|
great, love the effect.
Ana:
Thank you so much. :)
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