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The Genteman who Bows Holding his Felt Hat Under his Arm
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The Genteman who Bows Holding his Felt Hat Under his Arm

PortfolioPlate 2 from the series "The Nobility"
Date1624
MediumEtching
DimensionsSheet (trimmed within platemark): 146 × 91 mm. (5 3/4 × 3 9/16 in.)
Credit LineBoard of Trustees Fund
Object number1961.193
NOT ON VIEW
Last Updated1/11/24
Image Not Available for Man Holding his Hat Under Left Arm
Man Holding his Hat Under Left Arm
1624
Image Not Available for Telemachus restored to virtue. / His heart that too long Eucharis held / broke away one day and never felt / this fresh new love it changed forever / Go look for Daddy, said Mentor, the clever. (Fénélon Book XII)
Telemachus restored to virtue. / His heart that too long Eucharis held / broke away one day and never felt /
this fresh new love it changed forever / Go look for Daddy, said Mentor, the clever. (Fénélon Book XII)
1842
Image Not Available for The husband (reading aloud): "We lay indolently on the fragrant moss, while the beams of the moon flickered through the branches of a willow, gently swaying in the evening breeze. Overcome with love we cried to to heaven the longings we felt in our hearts." His wife (sotto voce): how can he possibly read such poetry and wear a night bonnet and a face like this.
The husband (reading aloud): "We lay indolently on the fragrant moss, while the beams of the moon flickered through the branches of a willow, gently swaying in the evening breeze. Overcome with love we cried to to heaven the longings we felt in our hearts." His wife (sotto voce): how can he possibly read such poetry and wear a night bonnet and a face like this.
1839
Image Not Available for Great Exhibition... of Industry and Contemporary Jokes. Enter and judge for yourself! Everything is arranged and ready: The pancake of the courts good for digestion (To the side: and difficult to digest). The Master-thief who catches all!! (save for his shadow). Liquid bitumen! (exactly). Men's shirts for the use of little children. The marvellous indestructible hats (that melt in the sun and dissolve in the rain). Dromedar cream in great demand (by fools). English beer with lots of froth (like in the newspapers). Simpleton's sublime, the classic coal of Saint Pétrain that one can put to the test (at any time).
Great Exhibition... of Industry and Contemporary Jokes. Enter and judge for yourself! Everything is arranged and ready: The pancake of the courts good for digestion (To the side: and difficult to digest). The Master-thief who catches all!! (save for his shadow). Liquid bitumen! (exactly). Men's shirts for the use of little children. The marvellous indestructible hats (that melt in the sun and dissolve in the rain). Dromedar cream in great demand (by fools). English beer with lots of froth (like in the newspapers). Simpleton's sublime, the classic coal of Saint Pétrain that one can put to the test (at any time).
1839
Image Not Available for The first prize for mathematics goes to Monsieur Isidor Cabuchet, who has been cited nine times already. ( Mr. Cabuchet Senior hardly succeeds in holding back the tears of sympathy, wich threaten to inundate his paternal nose).
The first prize for mathematics goes to Monsieur Isidor Cabuchet, who has been cited nine times already.
( Mr. Cabuchet Senior hardly succeeds in holding back the tears of sympathy, wich threaten to inundate his paternal nose).
1846
Image Not Available for Man Holding his Hat and an Album
Man Holding his Hat and an Album
n.d.
Image Not Available for Head of a Woman, with Little Cap, Two Bows Tying Ends of Curls
Head of a Woman, with Little Cap, Two Bows Tying Ends of Curls
1648
Image Not Available for "And seeing a water-bird fly upward, he took his bow and shot it through the heart and it fell among the rose-gatherers"
"And seeing a water-bird fly upward, he took his bow and shot it through the heart and it fell among the rose-gatherers"
c. 1882
Image Not Available for He Who Limits Not His Covetousness Goes to His Ruin
He Who Limits Not His Covetousness Goes to His Ruin
1580
Image Not Available for Lherbette. Deputy since ages and one of the few lucky ones who can rely on being reelected on the 13th of May. He just succeeds with everything. Only his name is not to his taste. He is also trying to give himself a distinct air.
Lherbette. Deputy since ages and one of the few lucky ones who can rely on being reelected on the 13th of May. He just succeeds with everything. Only his name is not to his taste. He is also trying to give himself a distinct air.
1849
Image Not Available for Leander. / Each night, little dressed but in noble fashion, / He was counting on his arms of iron / And swam with might across the seas / To have her love fulfill his pleas. / (Byron, rather mixed poems)
Leander. / Each night, little dressed but in noble fashion, / He was counting on his arms of iron / And swam with might across the seas / To have her love fulfill his pleas. / (Byron, rather mixed poems)
1842
Image Not Available for A good husband. - A total of 27 Fr. 50 Cts. - Very good. Take the bill to my wife who'll pay you... - (this right beggar Macaire isn't half content to have a wife to pay his debts!)... - Yes, I've an excellent wife who works like a slave, deprives herself of everything, who sacrifices her life for me... a wife who adores me. But I'm not ungrateful. She already has eight children and I'd like her to have twelve... - (Bertrand) There's a happy woman!!!
A good husband. - A total of 27 Fr. 50 Cts. - Very good. Take the bill to my wife who'll pay you... - (this right beggar Macaire isn't half content to have a wife to pay his debts!)... - Yes, I've an excellent wife who works like a slave, deprives herself of everything, who sacrifices her life for me... a wife who adores me. But I'm not ungrateful. She already has eight children and I'd like her to have twelve... - (Bertrand) There's a happy woman!!!
1837