Le Morte D’Arthur - William Russell Flint - c. 1921

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William Russell Flint ~ The Huntresses and the Knight ~ via The Pictorial Arts

Sir William Russell Flint ~ And Forth She Rushed ~ The Idyls of Theocritus ~ 1922 ~ via The Pictorial Arts 

She caught up her robes, and forth she rushed, quicker than she came

Sir William Russell Flint ~ ‘Tis for Thee to Caress thy Kine ~ The Idyls of Theocritus ~ 1922 ~ via The Pictorial Arts

‘Tis for thee to caress thy kine, not a maiden unwed

Sir William Russell Flint ~ Gracious Bombyca ~ The Idyls of Theocritus ~ 1922 ~ via The Pictorial Arts

They all call thee a ‘gipsy,’ gracious Bombyca, and ‘lean,’ and ‘sunburnt,’ ‘tis only I that call thee ‘honey-pale’

Sir William Russell Flint ~ Hiero Girds Himself for Fight ~ The Idyls of Theocritus ~ 1922 ~ via The Pictorial Arts

Hiero, like the mighty men of old, girds himself for fight, and the horse-hair crest is shadowing his helmet

Sir William Russell Flint ~ The House Rang Round with the Bridal Song ~ The Idyls of Theocritus ~ 1922 ~ via The Pictorial Arts

Then sang they all in harmony, beating time with woven paces, and the house rang round with the bridal song

Sir William Russell Flint ~ She Springs Madly from the Sea ~ The Idyls of Theocritus ~ 1922 ~ via The Pictorial Arts 

To hear this makes her jealous of me, by Paean, and she wastes with pain, and springs madly from the sea.

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zasu: Illustration for opera Iolanthe by Sir William Russell Flint (English, 1880 - 1969) - via

Sir William Russell Flint ~ Morgan le Fay was put to school… ~ from Le Morte d’Arthur: The History of King Arthur and of his Noble Knights of the Round Table by Sir Thomas Malory ~ 1927 ~ via

“Morgan le Fay was put to school in a nunnery, and there she learned so much that she was a great clerk of necromancy”

Sir William Russell Flint ~ Then was she girt with a noble sword ~ from Le Morte d’Arthur: The History of King Arthur and of his Noble Knights of the Round Table by Sir Thomas Malory ~ 1927 ~ via

“Then was she girt with a noble sword whereof the king had marvel”

Sir William Russell Flint (1880-1969) ~ And anon he rased off his helm… ~ from Le Morte d’Arthur: The History of King Arthur and of his Noble Knights of the Round Table by Sir Thomas Malory ~ 1927 ~ via

“And anon he rased off his helm, and smote his neck in sunder”

Sir William Russell Flint ~ There he blew three deadly motes ~ from Le Morte d’Arthur: The History of King Arthur and of his Noble Knights of the Round Table by Sir Thomas Malory ~ 1927 ~ via

“There he blew three deadly motes, and there came two damosels and armed him lightly”

Sir William Russell Flint ~ I clipped off my hair… ~ from Le Morte d’Arthur: The History of King Arthur and of his Noble Knights of the Round Table by Sir Thomas Malory ~ 1927 - via 

“As soon as I wist that this adventure was ordained me I clipped off my hair, and made this girdle in the name of God”

Sir William Russell Flint ~ The Queen Guenever made great sorrow… ~ from Le Morte d’Arthur: The History of King Arthur and of his Noble Knights of the Round Table by Sir Thomas Malory ~ 1927 ~ via

“Then the Queen Guenever made great sorrow for the departing of her lord and other”