The Devil Goodfellow

'Poor son of Earth, how couldst thou thus alone/ Have led thy life, bereft of me?' - Mephistopheles, Faust by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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A kangling, a trumpet of made from a human thigh bone. Photograph: The Trustees of the British Museum

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The Trysting Place

John William Godward, 1907

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I recognized him by his skips and hops, And by his hair I knew that he was Pan. Through sunny avenues he ran, And leapt for cherries to the red tree-tops. Upon his fleece were pearling water drops Like little silver stars. How pure he was! And this was when my spring was arched with blue. Now, seeing a cherry of a smoother gloss, He seized it, and bit the kernel from the pulp. I watched him with great joy. . . . I came anigh. . . . He spat the kernel straight into my eye. I ran to kill Pan with my knife! He stretched his arm out, swirled--- And the whole earth whirled! Let us adore Pan, god of the world!

Pan and the Cherries by Paul Fort

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Priestess, 1902, William-Adolphe Bouguereau

Medium: oil,canvas

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Virgin Comforter, 1875, William-Adolphe Bouguereau

Medium: oil,canvas

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Venus and Mars, 1483, Sandro Botticelli

Medium: panel,tempera

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Bathing Beauty (detail) Arthur Dampier May

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Gerrit van Honthorst - Saint Sebastian

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