Edmund Blair Leighton, English
“Will You Be My Valentine? I Mean, Now That My HPV Has Cleared Up?,” 1919
Oil on panel
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THROWBACK THURSDAY: MASTERPIECE #1384 (2/14/16)
This 1.5" wider-than-legal-size-paper painting is oil on panel. Its title comes from a poem by Tennyson.
A Search for this artist still only finds 20 works, this time dropping this, in addition to the two mentioned earlier, from the list.
Artist info is pointed to in my comment at a prior blog entry.
/// This depiction of painter and girlie
shows a scene from The (verse) Lord of Burleigh.
In the poem I read
he proposed and they wed,
but, the sad part is that she dies early.
/// In what Tennyson penned, the new bride
learns her artist’s far more than implied.
This “plain” man she adored
was a great wealthy Lord.
She was shocked; in a few years she died.
/// She had never been raised to assume
she deserved such a powerful groom.
She believed that her lover
was too high up above her.
Her fate? Leave great estates for a tomb.
/// No fairy-tale “Happ’ly E’er After,”
this tale ends in tears, and not laughter.
A sad shy brainwashed lass
too concerned with her “class.”
(If you think Meghan’s daft— this girl’s dafter.)
/// In this dark, dreary season I find
that depression takes grip of one’s mind.
Skip that Tennyson verse
lest your affect grows worse.
Don’t exacerbate. (You could go blind!)
Bret Harte:
/// … If, of all words of tongue and pen,
The saddest are, “It might have been,”
More sad are these we daily see:
“It is, but hadn’t ought to be.”