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Clavija Variety - Engraved Plate by S.Watts, from an illustration by I.J. Hart, from the Botanical Register of Sydenham Edwards (1768-1819), England by Sydenham Teast Edwards
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omg! I've always wanted to request capybaras! only if you feel like it though :) no pressure <3
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Crimped Gueldres Rose (1815-1819) | Sydenham Edwards (1768-1819)
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Large Swan Daisy (1815-1819) by Sydenham Edwards | Moss Rose, Sweet-Scented Violet, White Jasmine (1869) by Robert Tyas | Rose, Myrtle, Ivy (1869) by Robert Tyas | A Columbine or Granny’s Bonnet (Aquilegia), with Additional Studies of Flowers (Mid 17th- Late 17th Century) by Pieter Holsteyn II
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"Robert John Thornton, The Winged Passion-Flower, 1807".
In 1799 Robert John Thornton (1768–1837), a physician by profession, commenced his work on the "New Illustration of the Sexual System of Carolus von Linnaeus" a work of botanical science to be published in three parts. The most ambitious is Part III, the Temple of Flora (1799-1807), which contains 31 plates, in different techniques: aquatint, mezzotint, stipple, and line engraving, first printed in color then finished by hand. Thornton was responsible for illustrating the roses, the other plants were contributed by Peter Henderson, Philip Reinagle, Abraham Pether and Sydenham Edwards. Apart from the illustrations, the book also contained beautiful calligraphic title-pages, descriptions of the plants and sometimes appropriate poetry. Though he dedicated the book to Queen Charlotte, King George III's wife, who was patroness of botany and the fine arts, and despite the lottery The Parliament organized to help the book publication, the enterprise ruined Thornton who died a poor man.The standard author abbreviation Thornton is used when citing an illustration.
Today "The Temple of Flora" is considered by many to be the greatest of all flower books. It was reprinted by Taschen in 2008. Expensive !!!
> Reteaua de Distributie > Illustrious Botanical Illustrations
Illustration: Robert John Thornton, The Winged Passion-Flower, 1807
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What the Lion is to the Cat, the Mastiff is to the Dog.” - Sydenham Edwards https://www.instagram.com/p/CoB_CueP3jL6cPNbp4YctbjgGjP-1Klchh6fy40/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Immortal men of genius trod in life
The nearness of every one of these historic scenes, the infinitely petty stage which these immortal men of genius trod in life, the brief moment of human history into which they were crowded, takes away the breath. Here in a town of very moderate size and population, within the span of one human life, there lived and worked Miltiades, Themistocles, Pericles, Alcibiades, yeschylus, Sophocles, Euripides, Aristophanes, Pheidias, Thucydides, Socrates, Plato, some of the most brilliant generals, statesmen, politicians known to universal history, the greatest tragic genius, the greatest comic genius, the supreme art genius recorded in the annals of mankind, the great master of philosophic history, two out of the three great chiefs of ancient philosophy.
All of these were born and bred within walking distance of this unique spot, and all of them within little more than a hundred years. There is nothing like this in the whole history of mankind. Even in Florence, Giotto, Dante, Leonardo, Michael Angelo, and Galileo, were separated by nearly four centuries; and in Judaea, from Samuel to Ezekiel, we may possibly count some six centuries walking toursphesus
. It is this sudden blazing up of supreme genius on this mere speck of rock for one short period — and then utter silence—which makes the undying charm of this magic spot of earth.
As we stand on Pentelicus
What a light this throws on ancient history ! As we stand on Pentelicus, with the Acropolis, Marathon, Sala- mis, Piraeus, and Eleusis at our feet, we behold bays, plains, and hills, the dwellers wherein were ever strangers and enemies of Athens. No Megarian, no Argive, no Corinthian, no Boeotian, ever could become a citizen or share in the political and religious privileges of Athene.
Homer, Sappho, Pindar, Theocritus, Pythagoras, Aristotle, Archimedes, and Hipparchus were mere foreigners at Athens, aliens and sojourners amongst the lawful citizens.
– Let him cross that narrow streak of blue sea, and the Corinthian at Athens, or the Athenian at Corinth, was what the Parisian is at Berlin, or the Prussian in Paris. What would. England be, if a Kent man were an alien in Essex, if, from the hill at Sydenham, the Londoner looked on a people with whom he could neither trade, nor worship, nor intermarry, nor hold civil or military relations? What, if from the dome of St. Paul’s the Londoner looked down on the city wherein were born and passed their whole lives Alfred, Edward, Cromwell, Shakespeare, Mil- ton, Bacon, Newton, and Scott, Byron, Shelley, and Wordsworth; if from Primrose Hill, he could look down on the fields of Azincourt and Blenheim, of Trafalgar and Waterloo. Now at Athens, the Athenian looked day by day on the home of his national heroes, on the scenes of his national glory, and the works of his greatest artists, and also on the frowning strongholds of his deadly enemies.
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Immortal men of genius trod in life
The nearness of every one of these historic scenes, the infinitely petty stage which these immortal men of genius trod in life, the brief moment of human history into which they were crowded, takes away the breath. Here in a town of very moderate size and population, within the span of one human life, there lived and worked Miltiades, Themistocles, Pericles, Alcibiades, yeschylus, Sophocles, Euripides, Aristophanes, Pheidias, Thucydides, Socrates, Plato, some of the most brilliant generals, statesmen, politicians known to universal history, the greatest tragic genius, the greatest comic genius, the supreme art genius recorded in the annals of mankind, the great master of philosophic history, two out of the three great chiefs of ancient philosophy.
All of these were born and bred within walking distance of this unique spot, and all of them within little more than a hundred years. There is nothing like this in the whole history of mankind. Even in Florence, Giotto, Dante, Leonardo, Michael Angelo, and Galileo, were separated by nearly four centuries; and in Judaea, from Samuel to Ezekiel, we may possibly count some six centuries walking toursphesus
. It is this sudden blazing up of supreme genius on this mere speck of rock for one short period — and then utter silence—which makes the undying charm of this magic spot of earth.
As we stand on Pentelicus
What a light this throws on ancient history ! As we stand on Pentelicus, with the Acropolis, Marathon, Sala- mis, Piraeus, and Eleusis at our feet, we behold bays, plains, and hills, the dwellers wherein were ever strangers and enemies of Athens. No Megarian, no Argive, no Corinthian, no Boeotian, ever could become a citizen or share in the political and religious privileges of Athene.
Homer, Sappho, Pindar, Theocritus, Pythagoras, Aristotle, Archimedes, and Hipparchus were mere foreigners at Athens, aliens and sojourners amongst the lawful citizens.
– Let him cross that narrow streak of blue sea, and the Corinthian at Athens, or the Athenian at Corinth, was what the Parisian is at Berlin, or the Prussian in Paris. What would. England be, if a Kent man were an alien in Essex, if, from the hill at Sydenham, the Londoner looked on a people with whom he could neither trade, nor worship, nor intermarry, nor hold civil or military relations? What, if from the dome of St. Paul’s the Londoner looked down on the city wherein were born and passed their whole lives Alfred, Edward, Cromwell, Shakespeare, Mil- ton, Bacon, Newton, and Scott, Byron, Shelley, and Wordsworth; if from Primrose Hill, he could look down on the fields of Azincourt and Blenheim, of Trafalgar and Waterloo. Now at Athens, the Athenian looked day by day on the home of his national heroes, on the scenes of his national glory, and the works of his greatest artists, and also on the frowning strongholds of his deadly enemies.
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Immortal men of genius trod in life
The nearness of every one of these historic scenes, the infinitely petty stage which these immortal men of genius trod in life, the brief moment of human history into which they were crowded, takes away the breath. Here in a town of very moderate size and population, within the span of one human life, there lived and worked Miltiades, Themistocles, Pericles, Alcibiades, yeschylus, Sophocles, Euripides, Aristophanes, Pheidias, Thucydides, Socrates, Plato, some of the most brilliant generals, statesmen, politicians known to universal history, the greatest tragic genius, the greatest comic genius, the supreme art genius recorded in the annals of mankind, the great master of philosophic history, two out of the three great chiefs of ancient philosophy.
All of these were born and bred within walking distance of this unique spot, and all of them within little more than a hundred years. There is nothing like this in the whole history of mankind. Even in Florence, Giotto, Dante, Leonardo, Michael Angelo, and Galileo, were separated by nearly four centuries; and in Judaea, from Samuel to Ezekiel, we may possibly count some six centuries walking toursphesus
. It is this sudden blazing up of supreme genius on this mere speck of rock for one short period — and then utter silence—which makes the undying charm of this magic spot of earth.
As we stand on Pentelicus
What a light this throws on ancient history ! As we stand on Pentelicus, with the Acropolis, Marathon, Sala- mis, Piraeus, and Eleusis at our feet, we behold bays, plains, and hills, the dwellers wherein were ever strangers and enemies of Athens. No Megarian, no Argive, no Corinthian, no Boeotian, ever could become a citizen or share in the political and religious privileges of Athene.
Homer, Sappho, Pindar, Theocritus, Pythagoras, Aristotle, Archimedes, and Hipparchus were mere foreigners at Athens, aliens and sojourners amongst the lawful citizens.
– Let him cross that narrow streak of blue sea, and the Corinthian at Athens, or the Athenian at Corinth, was what the Parisian is at Berlin, or the Prussian in Paris. What would. England be, if a Kent man were an alien in Essex, if, from the hill at Sydenham, the Londoner looked on a people with whom he could neither trade, nor worship, nor intermarry, nor hold civil or military relations? What, if from the dome of St. Paul’s the Londoner looked down on the city wherein were born and passed their whole lives Alfred, Edward, Cromwell, Shakespeare, Mil- ton, Bacon, Newton, and Scott, Byron, Shelley, and Wordsworth; if from Primrose Hill, he could look down on the fields of Azincourt and Blenheim, of Trafalgar and Waterloo. Now at Athens, the Athenian looked day by day on the home of his national heroes, on the scenes of his national glory, and the works of his greatest artists, and also on the frowning strongholds of his deadly enemies.
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any camels? went searching and there was only one post of them :)
From the Oilette postcard set "Wild Animals", illustrated by B. Butler.
John Leigh-Pemberton (1911-1997). African Mammals, 1969.
Edwin John Alexander
Sydenham Teast Edwards
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THIS IS GRAEME PARK: LONG LIVE HOUSE RADIO SHOW 08JUL22
In this week’s Long Live House Radio Show 08JUL22…
Seamus Haji feat. Phebe Edwards
Groove Armada
Black Box
Masters At Work
Danny Kane feat. Jacqui George
Crackazat
X-Press 2
Full Intention
David Penn
Nina Simone
Lenny Fontana
Todd Terry & Antionette Roberson and more.
For an extended and uninterrupted mix of the first hour of this show with extra tracks not included here from Claptone & Rune, Mark Picchiotti presents The Absolute feat. Suzanne Palmer & Craig J. Snider, Solution, Kid Massive & Corey Andrew, Davie, Hott Like Detroit, Dennis Ferrer, Powerhouse feat. Duane Harden and more, check out Long Live House Extra every Monday which is exclusively available via Mixcloud Select.
THIS IS GRAEME PARK: LONG LIVE HOUSE RADIO SHOW 08JUL22
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"Little" Louie Anthem Part II (Factory Bar Mix), The Untouchables
Sunrise Sunfall, Nate08
My Fantasy (Crooked Fantasy Chapter 1), Lanowa
Better Come Again , Seamus Haji feat. Phebe Edwards
Stop Bajon (Michael Gray Remix), Tullio De Piscopo
Talk Talk (Fred Everything Lazy Vox), Groove Armada
Strike It Up (Kinky Roland Acid Dub Edit), Black Box
The Ha Drop (Kenny Dope Remix), Masters At Work
Sucker, Danny Kane feat. Jacqui George
Hurts (Exploited Club), Black Hawks Of Panama feat. Bisi
Demucha, Crackazat
No Love Lost, DJ Mes
The Mighty Douglas (Doug's Godbizniss Mix), Doug Willis
Muzikizm (Paul Reid's X-Press2on Mix), X-Press 2
T.S.O.P. (Theme From Soul Train '94), Johnny Vicious vs M.F.S.B.
Sky's The Limit, Full Intention
Loosing You (84Bit Remix), David Penn
See-Line Woman (Riton Remix), Nina Simone
Trans Afro Express (Vocal Dub Mix), Jerome Sydenham & Fatima Njai feat. Mario Punchard
Higher Vibrations (Mac's Afro Sax Mix), Emmaculate
Turn The Horn Upside Down, Lenny Fontana
Do It To The Music (ABSOLUTE. Feelin' 98 Remix), Raw Silk
Love Of My Life (Tee's Mix), Todd Terry & Antionette Roberson
Happiness (Soul Central Club Mix), Super Disco Club feat. Sadako Pointer
No No No (Mannix Disco Vocal), Mannix
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The nearness of every one of these historic scenes, the infinitely petty stage which these immortal men of genius trod in life, the brief moment of human history into which they were crowded, takes away the breath. Here in a town of very moderate size and population, within the span of one human life, there lived and worked Miltiades, Themistocles, Pericles, Alcibiades, yeschylus, Sophocles, Euripides, Aristophanes, Pheidias, Thucydides, Socrates, Plato, some of the most brilliant generals, statesmen, politicians known to universal history, the greatest tragic genius, the greatest comic genius, the supreme art genius recorded in the annals of mankind, the great master of philosophic history, two out of the three great chiefs of ancient philosophy.
All of these were born and bred within walking distance of this unique spot, and all of them within little more than a hundred years. There is nothing like this in the whole history of mankind. Even in Florence, Giotto, Dante, Leonardo, Michael Angelo, and Galileo, were separated by nearly four centuries; and in Judaea, from Samuel to Ezekiel, we may possibly count some six centuries walking toursphesus
. It is this sudden blazing up of supreme genius on this mere speck of rock for one short period — and then utter silence—which makes the undying charm of this magic spot of earth.
As we stand on Pentelicus
What a light this throws on ancient history ! As we stand on Pentelicus, with the Acropolis, Marathon, Sala- mis, Piraeus, and Eleusis at our feet, we behold bays, plains, and hills, the dwellers wherein were ever strangers and enemies of Athens. No Megarian, no Argive, no Corinthian, no Boeotian, ever could become a citizen or share in the political and religious privileges of Athene.
Homer, Sappho, Pindar, Theocritus, Pythagoras, Aristotle, Archimedes, and Hipparchus were mere foreigners at Athens, aliens and sojourners amongst the lawful citizens.
– Let him cross that narrow streak of blue sea, and the Corinthian at Athens, or the Athenian at Corinth, was what the Parisian is at Berlin, or the Prussian in Paris. What would. England be, if a Kent man were an alien in Essex, if, from the hill at Sydenham, the Londoner looked on a people with whom he could neither trade, nor worship, nor intermarry, nor hold civil or military relations? What, if from the dome of St. Paul’s the Londoner looked down on the city wherein were born and passed their whole lives Alfred, Edward, Cromwell, Shakespeare, Mil- ton, Bacon, Newton, and Scott, Byron, Shelley, and Wordsworth; if from Primrose Hill, he could look down on the fields of Azincourt and Blenheim, of Trafalgar and Waterloo. Now at Athens, the Athenian looked day by day on the home of his national heroes, on the scenes of his national glory, and the works of his greatest artists, and also on the frowning strongholds of his deadly enemies.
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Curtis's botanical magazine.. London ;New York [etc.] :Academic Press [etc.]. biodiversitylibrary.org/page/472203
#Botany#Periodicals#Pictorial works#Missouri Botanical Garden#Peter H. Raven Library#bhl:page=472203#dc:identifier=http://biodiversitylibrary.org/page/472203#Bramble-Flowered#Rose#artist:name=Sydenham Teast Edwards#artist:viaf=34803935#BHLCurtis#rosa multiflora#sydenham teast edwards#botanical illustration#scientific illustration#rosa
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Immortal men of genius trod in life
The nearness of every one of these historic scenes, the infinitely petty stage which these immortal men of genius trod in life, the brief moment of human history into which they were crowded, takes away the breath. Here in a town of very moderate size and population, within the span of one human life, there lived and worked Miltiades, Themistocles, Pericles, Alcibiades, yeschylus, Sophocles, Euripides, Aristophanes, Pheidias, Thucydides, Socrates, Plato, some of the most brilliant generals, statesmen, politicians known to universal history, the greatest tragic genius, the greatest comic genius, the supreme art genius recorded in the annals of mankind, the great master of philosophic history, two out of the three great chiefs of ancient philosophy.
All of these were born and bred within walking distance of this unique spot, and all of them within little more than a hundred years. There is nothing like this in the whole history of mankind. Even in Florence, Giotto, Dante, Leonardo, Michael Angelo, and Galileo, were separated by nearly four centuries; and in Judaea, from Samuel to Ezekiel, we may possibly count some six centuries walking toursphesus
. It is this sudden blazing up of supreme genius on this mere speck of rock for one short period — and then utter silence—which makes the undying charm of this magic spot of earth.
As we stand on Pentelicus
What a light this throws on ancient history ! As we stand on Pentelicus, with the Acropolis, Marathon, Sala- mis, Piraeus, and Eleusis at our feet, we behold bays, plains, and hills, the dwellers wherein were ever strangers and enemies of Athens. No Megarian, no Argive, no Corinthian, no Boeotian, ever could become a citizen or share in the political and religious privileges of Athene.
Homer, Sappho, Pindar, Theocritus, Pythagoras, Aristotle, Archimedes, and Hipparchus were mere foreigners at Athens, aliens and sojourners amongst the lawful citizens.
– Let him cross that narrow streak of blue sea, and the Corinthian at Athens, or the Athenian at Corinth, was what the Parisian is at Berlin, or the Prussian in Paris. What would. England be, if a Kent man were an alien in Essex, if, from the hill at Sydenham, the Londoner looked on a people with whom he could neither trade, nor worship, nor intermarry, nor hold civil or military relations? What, if from the dome of St. Paul’s the Londoner looked down on the city wherein were born and passed their whole lives Alfred, Edward, Cromwell, Shakespeare, Mil- ton, Bacon, Newton, and Scott, Byron, Shelley, and Wordsworth; if from Primrose Hill, he could look down on the fields of Azincourt and Blenheim, of Trafalgar and Waterloo. Now at Athens, the Athenian looked day by day on the home of his national heroes, on the scenes of his national glory, and the works of his greatest artists, and also on the frowning strongholds of his deadly enemies.
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