Monday, 10 July 2017

Harry Clarke - part 3

Artist Harry Clarke was born in Dublin, Ireland, on 17th March 1889. He was a leading artist of the Irish Arts and Crafts Movement, as well as the Golden Age of Illustration.
He was a children's book illustrator and a well-known designer of stained glass.

For full biographical notes see part 1, and for earlier works by Clarke, see parts 1 and 2 also.

This is part 3 of a 7-part series on the works of Harry Clarke:

1920 The Years At The Spring:

The Year's at the Spring dust jacket

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"And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow"

Title page

Introduction page illustration

Front matter

Acknowledgement page illustration

Acknowledgement end page illustration

Contents page illustration

List of Illustrations page

List of Illustrations end page

“April, April, laugh thy girlish laughter!”

The Fiddler of Dooney
"When we come at the end of time, to Peter sitting in state"

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“I bring for you, aglint with dew, a little lovely dream”

The Donkey
"With monstrous head and sickening cry and ears like errant wings"

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Sea Fever
"All I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying"

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A Ballad of the Captains
 “… drumming up the channel, haling prizes in their wake”

A Ballad of the Captains
“With a dead Hidalgo’s daughter as a dower for the day”

“Demi-silked dark-haired musicians”

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The Song of the Mad Prince
“All time’s delight hath she for narrow bed”

The Shepperdess
"She walks - the lady of my delight-a shepperdess of sheep"

The Dead
“Honour has come back, as a king, to earth”

The Great Lover
 "Out on the wind of time, shining and streaming"

The Great Lover
"Moist black earthen mould;... and high places: footprints in the dew"

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If I had a Broomstick
 “If I had a broomstick… over the tops of the chimneys I’d guide it”

The Dying Patriot
"And the dead robed in red and sea-lilies overhead sway when the long winds blow"

The Dying Patriot
 "I saw them march from Dover, long ago"

 “How is your trade, Aquarius, this frosty night?”

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Overheard on a Saltmarsh
"Give me your beads. I desire them. No."

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The Coming Spring
"With magic Key…unlocking buds that keep the roses"

Alms in Autumn
 "They'll set the realms of fairyland all dancing with delight"

Very Nearly!
“All alone, those rocks amid–one night I very nearly did!”

All is Spirit and Part of Me
“I am born of a thousand storms, and grey with the rushing rains”

Black and White
 “Midst of all was a cold white face”

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