Friday 21 June 2024

Walter Crane - part 10

Walter Crane (15 August 1845 – 14 March 1915) was an English artist and book illustrator. He is considered to be the most influential, and among the most prolific, children's book creators of his generation and, along with Randolph Caldecott and Kate Greenaway, one of the strongest contributors to the child's nursery motif that the genre of English children's illustrated literature would exhibit in its developmental stages in the later 19th century.

Crane's work featured some of the more colourful and detailed beginnings of the child-in-the-garden motifs that would characterise many nursery rhymes and children's stories for decades to come. He was part of the Arts and Crafts movement and produced an array of paintings, illustrations, children's books, ceramic tiles, wallpapers and other decorative arts. Crane is also remembered for his creation of a number of iconic images associated with the international socialist movement.

For more in-depth biographical notes see part 1, and for earlier works see parts 1 - 9 also.

This is part 10 of a 19-part series on the works of Walter Crane.

1883 Pan Pipes: A Book of Old Songs published by George Routledge and Sons:

End paper (left)

End paper (right)


Title Page

Contents Page

Come live with me

Pastime with good company

The Hunt is up

Jog on, Jog on

It was a lover and his lass

'twas in the Merry Month of May

Phillida flouts me

My lodging is on the cold ground

A poor beggar's daughter

The Bailiff's daughter of Islington

The Spanish Lady

To all you ladies

To all you ladies

To all you ladies

Drink to me only with thine eyes

Now o now I needs must part.

O Mistress mine

Love will find out the way

The seeds of love

The seeds of love

Early one morning

O, Willow, Willow

The three Ravens

Sir Simon de Montfort

The Leather Bottel

The Leather Bottel

The Hunter in his Career

We be Soldiers three

The girl I've left behind me

Black-eyed Susan

We be three poor Mariners

The Mermaid

It was a maid of my countree

My Lady Greensleeves

Barbara Allen

Sally in our alley

How should your true lone know

Near Woodstock Town

Since first I saw your face

When the Bright God of Day

Who liveth so merry in all this land

Come lassies & lads

Phillis on the new made hay

Harvest Home

End paper

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