12 Satire.pdf - Grosvenor Prints
12 Satire.pdf - Grosvenor Prints
12 Satire.pdf - Grosvenor Prints
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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