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The following sonnet is from the pen of the
the whitechapel picture gallery designed by c. harrison townsend
in reality. It has at the eaves a projection of, we finished by Miss Ruth Canton, several of whose
believe, some three or four feet in front of the statuettes of a similar nature have appeared from
wall-face, principally with the view of affording pro- time to time in the pages of The Studio.
tection to the huge mosaic frieze, sixty-five feet long
and seventeen feet high, occupying the upper stage
of the building. As ultimately designed and carried ev" anon awnsley.
out, this would be the work of Mr. Walter Crane, AT TIIE ™s ^TH™TVI0N IN T1IE
. . ' NEW GALLERY,
whose intentions and methods seem to point him The Eve 01, pEACIi.
out to many as specially fitted for mosaic work. There in Arts' Palace hall I found portrayed
A building that attempts to Strike its Own note, to Time, Death and Judgment, mute Oblivion,
be personal, and to speak 1897, not 1797 or 1597, A s'rone Lov^ ltat"*e Xt gently °n'
, ... . . . J" J. And one to whom glad homage all men paid ;
should be interesting in these days when, for in- xhere at Life.s house> his wide wings sorely frayed,
Stance, a foreign Government thinks it worth its Stood Love at fence with Death, but tho' Death won,
while to send its emissaries to England to examine BY forceful forward step, dominion,
and report upon the attempt on the part of some
I [e could not cast Love wholly into shade.
English architects to be honestly themselves rather There kinbrl>' souls >°okl;d oul from noble e>'es>
«.!,„ . , ... . Each speaking clear some individual word,
man, lnntatively. something or some one else. ,., TT , ., • ,
■" b I here while Hope sang beneath a single star
■r, ., . . ' . rT . . And Eve repentant wept in Paradise,
By the courtesy of the Art Union of London, who j saw a grave knight )ean upon his swordj
are the owners of the work, we are able to give an And golden twilight brought the end of war.
illustration of a very delightful marble Hebe, recently H. D. RawnsleY.
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The following sonnet is from the pen of the
the whitechapel picture gallery designed by c. harrison townsend
in reality. It has at the eaves a projection of, we finished by Miss Ruth Canton, several of whose
believe, some three or four feet in front of the statuettes of a similar nature have appeared from
wall-face, principally with the view of affording pro- time to time in the pages of The Studio.
tection to the huge mosaic frieze, sixty-five feet long
and seventeen feet high, occupying the upper stage
of the building. As ultimately designed and carried ev" anon awnsley.
out, this would be the work of Mr. Walter Crane, AT TIIE ™s ^TH™TVI0N IN T1IE
. . ' NEW GALLERY,
whose intentions and methods seem to point him The Eve 01, pEACIi.
out to many as specially fitted for mosaic work. There in Arts' Palace hall I found portrayed
A building that attempts to Strike its Own note, to Time, Death and Judgment, mute Oblivion,
be personal, and to speak 1897, not 1797 or 1597, A s'rone Lov^ ltat"*e Xt gently °n'
, ... . . . J" J. And one to whom glad homage all men paid ;
should be interesting in these days when, for in- xhere at Life.s house> his wide wings sorely frayed,
Stance, a foreign Government thinks it worth its Stood Love at fence with Death, but tho' Death won,
while to send its emissaries to England to examine BY forceful forward step, dominion,
and report upon the attempt on the part of some
I [e could not cast Love wholly into shade.
English architects to be honestly themselves rather There kinbrl>' souls >°okl;d oul from noble e>'es>
«.!,„ . , ... . Each speaking clear some individual word,
man, lnntatively. something or some one else. ,., TT , ., • ,
■" b I here while Hope sang beneath a single star
■r, ., . . ' . rT . . And Eve repentant wept in Paradise,
By the courtesy of the Art Union of London, who j saw a grave knight )ean upon his swordj
are the owners of the work, we are able to give an And golden twilight brought the end of war.
illustration of a very delightful marble Hebe, recently H. D. RawnsleY.
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