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William Maw Egley - The Talking Oak (1857)

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Artist: John White Alexander (1856–1915)

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Isabella or the pot of basil is an 1820 poem by John Keats adapted from the story of Boccaccio's Decameron. It tells the story of Isabella, whom her family wishes to marry a nobleman but she falls in love with Lorenzo, one of her brothers' employees.

When the brothers find out, they murder Lorenzo and bury his body. Her ghost then informs Isabella in a dream. She exhumes the body and buries the head in a basil pot which she keeps with her.

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William Holman Hunt (1827–1910)

Oil on canva, 187 x 116.5 cm, 1867

Laing Art Gallery

George Henry Grenville Manton

(1855–1932)

Oil on canva, 107 x 82.2 cm, 1919

Wycombe Museum

John William Waterhouse (1849-1917)

Oil on canvas, 104.8 x 74 cm. 1907

Private collection

Arthur Trevethin Nowell

Oil on canvas, 1904

Museo de arte de Ponce

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...No time hath she to sport and play: A charmèd web she weaves alway. A curse is on her, if she stay Her weaving, either night or day, ⁠To look down to Camelot.

She knows not what the curse may be; Therefore she weaveth steadily, Therefore no other care hath she, ⁠The Lady of Shalott...

....But in her web she still delights To weave the mirror's magic sights: For often thro' the silent nights A funeral, with plumes and lights ⁠And music, came from Camelot. Or, when the moon was overhead, Came two young lovers, lately wed: "I am half-sick of shadows," said ⁠The Lady of Shalott.

A bowshot from her bower-eaves. He rode between the barley-sheaves: The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves, And flamed upon the brazen greaves ⁠Of bold Sir Lancelot. A redcross knight for ever kneeled To a lady in his shield, That sparkled on the yellow field, ⁠Beside remote Shalott....

...She left the web: she left the loom: She made three paces thro' the room: She saw the waterflower bloom: She saw the helmet and the plume: ⁠She looked down to Camelot. Out flew the web, and floated wide, The mirror cracked from side to side, "The curse is come upon me," cried ⁠The Lady of Shalott.

On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold, and meet the sky. And thro' the field the road runs by ⁠To manytowered Camelot. The yellowleavèd waterlily, The green-sheathèd daffodilly, Tremble in the water chilly, ⁠Round about Shalott....

...With a steady, stony glance— Like some bold seer in a trance, Beholding all his own mischance, Mute, with a glassy countenance— ⁠She looked down to Camelot. It was the closing of the day, She loosed the chain, and down she lay, The broad stream bore her far away, ⁠The Lady of Shalott...

...Under tower and balcony, By gardenwall and gallery, A pale, pale corpse she floated by, Deadcold, between the houses high, ⁠Dead into towered Camelot.

Knight and burgher, lord and dame, To the plankèd wharfage came: Below the stern they read her name, ⁠"The Lady of Shalott."...

Text: Excerpts from "The Lady Of Shalott" by Alfred Tennyson, 1833

Images: Howard Pyle, 1881; John William Waterhouse, 1915; William Maw Egley, 1858; William Holman Hunt, c. 1905; John William Waterhouse, 1888; Edmund Blair Leighton, c. 1887

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Portrait of a woman (A Moment of reflection )

Artist: William Maw Egley. English Artist (1826-1916)

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William Maw Egley, ‘The Lady of Shalott’ (1858)

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THE LADY OF SHALOTT

‘The Lady of Shalott’ is a lyrical ballad by the English poet Alfred Tennyson. The poem is loosely based on the Arthurian legend of Elaine of Astolat, as recounted in a 13th-century Italian novellina titled La Damigella di Scalot, or Donna di Scalotta.

According to Tennyson’s version of the legend, the Lady of Shalott was forbidden to look directly at reality or the outside world; instead she was doomed to view the world through a mirror, and weave what she saw into tapestry. Her despair was heightened when she saw loving couples entwined in the far distance and she spent her days and nights aching for a return to normal. One day the Lady’s mirror revealed Sir Lancelot passing by on his horse. When she impetuously took three paces across the room and looked at him, the mirror cracked and she realised that the curse had befallen her. The lady escaped by boat during an autumn storm, inscribing ‘The Lady of Shalott’ on the prow. As she sailed towards Camelot and certain death, she sang a lament. Her frozen body was found shortly afterwards by the knights and ladies of Camelot, one of whom is Lancelot, who prayed to God to have mercy on her soul. - LADY OF SHALOTT FREE EBOOK

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Tracing The Ship’s Course by William Maw Egley

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William Maw Egley

Talking Oak, 1857

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by William Maw Egley

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1873 William Maw Egley - The angler

(Private collection)

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Katherine of Aragon and Anne Boleyn by William Maw Egley (1852)

What we are witness to here is the most awkward game of bridge in history.

Katherine and Anne: Giving each other supreme evils!

Oh, those girls are definitely going to gossip about this later, like mad!

Alright mate, calm down! It might never happen!

Henry, do you even know what a cauldron of overflowing passion you're approaching?

The atmosphere in this room is so frosty that if Henry takes one more step he'll do his back in slipping on the ice.

It's handbags at dawn, man!

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The Lady of Shalott is a poem by Alfred Terryson and is part of the Arthurian myths and legends.

In the legend, the Lady of Shalott is condemned to live in a tower in the middle of a river and to see the world through a mirror facing the window.

One day, she sees Lancelot through the mirror and falls in love with him. She decides to leave her tower, and goes by boat on the river, but she is cursed and dies before reaching the bank.

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The Lady of Shalott, John William Waterhouse (1849–1917)

Oil on canva, 153 × 200 cm, 1888

Tate, Londres

The Lady of Shalott, William Holman Hunt (1851-1914)

Oil on canva, 1888-1905

Wadsworth Atheneum, Hartford, Connecticut

The Lady of Shalott, William Maw Egley (1826–1916)

Oil on canva, 88 x 100.7 cm, 1858

The Lady of Shalott, Arthur Hugues (1831-1915)

Oil on canva, 1873

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The Lady of Shalott (1858). William Maw Egley (British, 1826-1916). Oil on canvas. Museums Sheffield.

This painting illustrates Lord Alfred Tennyson's poem The Lady of Shallot, based on the legend of King Arthur. The story tells of a cursed woman trapped in a tower who is only allowed to watch the world through reflections in a mirror. The scene captures the moment when the knight Lancelot appears. The Lady of Shallot looks out of the window and is then condemned to die.

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Légend of the Lady of Shalott

Artist: William Maw Egley(1826-1916)