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672. A Merry Christmas Day, in the<br />

Watch House, for Milling the Charles. No<br />

Bail come yet, Sir,_you must be locked up<br />

till morning_now Sir,_walk in.<br />

Designed & Engraved by Theodore Lane. [n.d. c.1820]<br />

London, Pubd. by Thos. Mc.Lean, 26, Haymarket.<br />

Coloured etching. 349 x 254mm. 13¾" x 10". £260<br />

Theodore Lane (1800-1828), was apprenticed to the<br />

miniature painter John Barrow, with whom he studied<br />

watercolour portraits and miniatures, exhibiting at the<br />

Royal Academy from 1819. His real talent, however,<br />

lay in his depiction of humorous subjects; a series of<br />

thirty-six subjects designed and etched by him, entitled<br />

The Life of an Actor, was published in 1825. Lane also<br />

etched a number of sets of satirical and comic prints of<br />

sporting and social life, and he became well-known for<br />

his caricatures of George IV and Queen Caroline. He<br />

turned to oil painting in 1825, and within two years<br />

was exhibiting work at the Royal Academy. Lane died<br />

at the young age of twenty-eight when he fell through a<br />

skylight.<br />

Ref: 8519<br />

673. Fashionable Frailty. Or John preferd<br />

to his Master, a Specimen of the Vitiated<br />

taste in High Life.<br />

Pub Jan 9 18<strong>12</strong> by S W Fores 50 Picadilly.<br />

Hand coloured etching, image 220 x 330mm. 8¾ x 13".<br />

Lower left corner re-attached. £<strong>12</strong>0<br />

A young man in shirt and night-cap gets out of a bed in<br />

which is a pretty young woman, and is thrashed by<br />

three men-servants who are directed by their master.<br />

She says: "Pray have mercy on my poor John, my poor<br />

dear bed Fellow—" Her husband says: "You Filthy<br />

Hussey your sex protects you from the same<br />

punishment, but if your sence of shame for the sake of<br />

your numerous family does not sufficiently affect you,<br />

I hope the Public excreation [sic] will follow you for<br />

Ever." One of the servants is black. Another servant<br />

says: "after Sweet meat comes Sour Sauce" A<br />

footman's cocked hat and livery coat are by the bed,<br />

which has a tent-like canopy. At the head of the bed is<br />

a small clock, and above it the (black) impress of a<br />

hand. By William Heath (1794/5 - 1840).<br />

On laid paper watermarked 1803.<br />

BM <strong>Satire</strong>s: 11948.<br />

Ref: 8590<br />

674. Flying Breakfast, or the Contents of<br />

a Night Coach.<br />

GLS P.J.N. [Publication line largely erased, S.W.<br />

Fores 1792.]<br />

Etching, 330 x 345mm. 9 x 13½". £130<br />

A coachman stands with hat and whip beside a table,<br />

around which is gathered a disparate group. A longcase<br />

clock in the background points to 5am. The artist,<br />

inscribed as 'GLS', is in fact, Thomas Rowlandson.<br />

An early 19th century impression on wove paper<br />

watermarked 'John Hall'.<br />

BM <strong>Satire</strong>s: undescribed. For the attribution to<br />

Rowlandson from the initials "G. L. S.", see BM 8150.<br />

Ref: 8585<br />

675. A Merry Christmas & A Happy New<br />

Year in London. [&] The Same to<br />

you_Sir,_ & Many of E'm._<br />

M.E. Esqr. del. G.Hunt, sc. London, Pub.d by Pyall &<br />

Hunt, 18, Tavistock Street, Covent Garden. [n.d.<br />

c.1820.]<br />

Pair of hand-coloured aquatint and etching. 337 x<br />

240mm. 13¼" x 9½". [&] 327 x 228mm. <strong>12</strong>¾" x 9".<br />

£1150<br />

A pair of English satirical prints. A man and women,<br />

both carrying umbrellas, fighting their way through a<br />

blizzard on the streets of London.<br />

Ref: 8663<br />

676. The Morning Visit DEAN. My Lord<br />

I hope your goodness will excuse<br />

This early Visit, since my only views<br />

Are center'd in the glory of your House,<br />

And now have brought a trifle --- for your<br />

Spouse<br />

Of which I beg her kind acceptance-------<br />

then<br />

Rank me my Lord, amongst the happiest<br />

men.<br />

LORD. My rev'rend Dean, I'm glad to see<br />

you now,<br />

Early or late; or any time, I vow:<br />

What news abroad, my rev'rend Dean,<br />

what news?<br />

Somethings behind - have you no trifling<br />

views<br />

In which my Int'rest can the least avail-----<br />

--?<br />

DEAN. Indeed, my Lord, there is a flying<br />

tale<br />

That my good Lord of B------h [Bath]<br />

declines so fast<br />

With Age, and Gout, this fit will be his last.<br />

LORD. I know he 's old and cannot long be<br />

here:<br />

But, revd Dean, you know -- what 'tis a<br />

Year:<br />

'Twill gain me Friends-----------<br />

DEAN.-------My Lord I know that's true,<br />

And all the Int'rest in my pow'rs your due

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