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The World is Hollow, Evolves Constantly, and Has an Appearance of Beauty
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The World is Hollow, Evolves Constantly, and Has an Appearance of Beauty

PortfolioMoral Allegories
Date1580
MediumEtching
DimensionsSheet: 93 × 130 mm. (3 11/16 × 5 1/8 in.)
Plate: 71 × 99 mm. (2 13/16 × 3 7/8 in.)
Credit LineGarrett Collection
Object number1946.112.1099
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Last Updated1/11/24
Image Not Available for Two o'clock. A snack for Azor. What can I do, my dear..... this poor beast only has me, you however, you have the entire world!
Two o'clock. A snack for Azor. What can I do, my dear..... this poor beast only has me, you however, you have the entire world!
1839
Image Not Available for The Chevalier des Adrets is the lover of a woman of the world. He is amiable and fervent, he pretends to be passionate and devoted... one day, an alleged bailiff and an alleged bill of exchange fall like a clap of thunder into the midst of the most tender effusion of feeling... "Oh! My God!! The Baron de Wormspire, a so-called friend, has had the impudence to have me thrown into prison... He's ruined my good fortune, separated me from what I love! Oh! Friends!! What are friends?... There's no such thing as a friend!!!..." The poor woman, poor dupe, casts off her jewels, gives him everything she can, borrows, ruins herself, only to discover too late that her knight is only a knight of industry, a right Robert Macaire.
The Chevalier des Adrets is the lover of a woman of the world. He is amiable and fervent, he pretends to be passionate and devoted... one day, an alleged bailiff and an alleged bill of exchange fall like a clap of thunder into the midst of the most tender effusion of feeling... "Oh! My God!! The Baron de Wormspire, a so-called friend, has had the impudence to have me thrown into prison... He's ruined my good fortune, separated me from what I love! Oh! Friends!! What are friends?... There's no such thing as a friend!!!..." The poor woman, poor dupe, casts off her jewels, gives him everything she can, borrows, ruins herself, only to discover too late that her knight is only a knight of industry, a right Robert Macaire.
1838
Image Not Available for Various news. "The Rue de la Lune has been illuminated with gas light." Correction: In our last edition instead of "The mayor has given birth to twins" it should read: "He has returned into town." We are being informed from Dijon: "The latest frost has completely destroyed the mustard seeds; this will most likely result in considerable price increases for Moutarde de Dijon." - We inform our readers of a new kind of activity: cunning swindlers are getting information about the addresses of regular patrons of coffee houses. While the clients are reading the newspapers, the thieves will pillage to their home.
Various news. "The Rue de la Lune has been illuminated with gas light." Correction: In our last edition instead of "The mayor has given birth to twins" it should read: "He has returned into town." We are being informed from Dijon: "The latest frost has completely destroyed the mustard seeds; this will most likely result in considerable price increases for Moutarde de Dijon." - We inform our readers of a new kind of activity: cunning swindlers are getting information about the addresses of regular patrons of coffee houses. While the clients are reading the newspapers, the thieves will pillage to their home.
1842
Image Not Available for Malbroug is going to war / Mironton, ton, ton, mirontaine, / Malbroug is going to war / But doesn’t know when he'll fight (bis) / He is going to fight at Easter / Mironton, ton, ton, mirontaine, / He is going to fight at Easter / or at Trinity. (bis) / Trinity has passed / Mironton, ton, ton, mirontaine, / Trinity has passed / And Marlbrough has not fought.(bis)
Malbroug is going to war / Mironton, ton, ton, mirontaine, / Malbroug is going to war / But doesn’t know when he'll fight (bis) / He is going to fight at Easter / Mironton, ton, ton, mirontaine, / He is going to fight at Easter / or at Trinity. (bis) / Trinity has passed / Mironton, ton, ton, mirontaine, / Trinity has passed / And Marlbrough has not fought.(bis)
1835
Image Not Available for Robert Macaire, sollicitor. - We've won, my dear fellow, won on every count! - And about time too. A case which has lasted ten years and has ruined me! - Better late than never! - How much did I get back in the end? - Here you are: The court awarded you 12'000 Fr, we totalled 13'500 Fr in expenses, you only owe me 1'500 Fr. - But that means I lose 1'500 Fr . - Yes, but you've won your case.
Robert Macaire, sollicitor. - We've won, my dear fellow, won on every count! - And about time too. A case which has lasted ten years and has ruined me! - Better late than never! - How much did I get back in the end? - Here you are: The court awarded you 12'000 Fr, we totalled 13'500 Fr in expenses, you only owe me 1'500 Fr. - But that means I lose 1'500 Fr . - Yes, but you've won your case.
1836
Image Not Available for Mr. Viennet at the rostrum. What do I say! (Mr. Laboissière, you do say the nicest things!)…. Let us be greedy... let us give the ministers the funds that they require and let's vote for repressive laws. The present legality is killing us etc. etc. The speaker has carried on in this tone for three hours and 35 minutes and no one has bothered answering him.
Mr. Viennet at the rostrum. What do I say! (Mr. Laboissière, you do say the nicest things!)…. Let us be greedy... let us give the ministers the funds that they require and let's vote for repressive laws. The present legality is killing us etc. etc. The speaker has carried on in this tone for three hours and 35 minutes and no one has bothered answering him.
1833
Image Not Available for Mr. Viennet at the rostrum. What do I say! (Mr. Laboissière, you do say the nicest things!)…. Let us be greedy... let us give the ministers the funds that they require and let's vote for repressive laws. The present legality is killing us etc. etc. The speaker has carried on in this tone for three hours and 35 minutes and no one has bothered answering him.
Mr. Viennet at the rostrum. What do I say! (Mr. Laboissière, you do say the nicest things!)…. Let us be greedy... let us give the ministers the funds that they require and let's vote for repressive laws. The present legality is killing us etc. etc. The speaker has carried on in this tone for three hours and 35 minutes and no one has bothered answering him.
1833
Image Not Available for "It has a strange, quick jar upon the ear"
"It has a strange, quick jar upon the ear"
1827-1828
Image Not Available for Tocqueville. Replacement for Monsieur Drouyn de Lhuys. Let us hope that the pince-nez he constantly holds in his hand may help him to have a clear view in foreign affairs.
Tocqueville. Replacement for Monsieur Drouyn de Lhuys. Let us hope that the pince-nez he constantly holds in his hand may help him to have a clear view in foreign affairs.
1849
Image Not Available for Cuthbert Cholmondeley Surprised by the Appearance of a Mysterious Figure in the Dungeon Adjoining the Devilin Tower
Cuthbert Cholmondeley Surprised by the Appearance of a Mysterious Figure in the Dungeon Adjoining the Devilin Tower
1840
Image Not Available for The Horse Races. The Chinese, who have the most ugly carriage horses one can possibly imagine, have recognized the necessity to improve this interesting breed of quadrupeds. So the horse racing association of Beijing has had no better idea than to make the horses race and over a distance of a mile in 4 minutes. To the contentment of the organizing committee, the winner quite frequently reaches finishing line... on a wheel barrow. The improvement is final.
The Horse Races. The Chinese, who have the most ugly carriage horses one can possibly imagine, have recognized the necessity to improve this interesting breed of quadrupeds. So the horse racing association of Beijing has had no better idea than to make the horses race and over a distance of a mile in 4 minutes. To the contentment of the organizing committee, the winner quite frequently reaches finishing line... on a wheel barrow. The improvement is final.
1844
Image Not Available for "A rose, she has lived as long as roses live, the span of a morning"
"A rose, she has lived as long as roses live, the span of a morning"
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