Un Bienvenue de Noël, dessiné par Edward Hughes, 1871. Illustration d'un poème de John Latey. La cause de cette douce querelle, vous vous demandez, pourquoi ces demoiselles luttent ainsi pour embrasser leur sombre vieil oncle sous le gui. Mais vous connaissiez son histoire chevaleresque, les actes héroïques du colonel Doughty, vous sauriez pourquoi en lui ils se glorifient, bien que vieux et goutteux... ses actes audacieux en Crimée sont encore parlés. A Inkerman, ce matin gris terne, il, quand la puissante armée russe est tombée sur nous sans note d'avertissement, était à son poste ; et quand ses rangs avec le tir ont été déchiré "de près!" étaient tous la baguette

• Contributeur: The Print Collector / Alamy Banque D'Images
• ID de l’image: 2Y3BYNR
• Taille du fichier: 53,8 MB (4,8 MB Téléchargement compressé)
• Autorisations: Modèle - non | Propriété - non
• Dimensions: 3674 x 5117 px | 31,1 x 43,3 cm | 12,2 x 17,1 inches | 300dpi
• Photographe: The Print Collector

Informations supplémentaires

Cette image peut avoir des imperfections car il s’agit d’une image historique ou de reportage.

A Christmas Welcome, drawn by Edward Hughes, 1871. Illustration to a poem by John Latey. 'The cause of this sweet strife you wonder, Why those fair damsels struggle so To kiss their grim old uncle under The mistletoe. But knew you his chivalric story, Th' heroic deeds of Colonel Doughty, You'd know why so in him they glory, Though old and gouty...His daring deeds in the Crimea Are talked of yet. At Inkerman, that dull grey morning, He, when the Russian mighty host Fell on us without note of warning, Was at his post; And when his ranks with shot were riven "Close up!" were all the words he'd spare; So fought until the foe was driven Back to his lair. Then of a wound at daybreak given He staggering fell in deadly swoon; With life-blood oozing, he had striven From morn to noon. And when Sebastopol was taken His troops were foremost, you may swear; And his hurrah the first to waken The echoes there. But ah, in India! - Each fair maiden Weeps as she tells the tale of woe, And with a bosom sorrow-laden Speaks soft and low. For there his heart's most precious treasure, His much-enduring, noble wife, She who had been his pride and pleasure, Gave up her life. In the Great Mutiny she perished...' From the Christmas Supplement to the "Illustrated London News", 1871.

Recherche dans la banque de photos par tags

• 19thc century
• arrivant
• arrivée
• arrives
• b / w
• bag
• corbeille
• des arts
• du-19ème-siècle
• objets d'art