Thomas Stiltz BV Beauty painting
Pablo Picasso Family at Saltimbanquesc painting
A Monk there was, a fayre for the maistrie,An outrider that loved venerie;A manly man, to be an Abbot able,Full many a daintie horse had he in stable:And whan he rode, men might his bridle hearGingeling in a whistling wind as clear,And eke as loud, as doth the chapell bell,There as this lord was keeper of the cell. –Chaucer–.
Notwithstanding the occasional exhortation and chiding of his companion, the noise of the horsemen’s feet continuing to approach, Wamba could not be prevented from lingering occasionally on the road, upon every pretence which occurred; now catching from the hazel a cluster of half-ripe nuts, and now turning his head to leer after a cottage maiden who crossed their path. The horsemen, therefore, soon overtook them on the road.
Their numbers amounted to ten men, of whom the two who rode foremost seemed to be persons of considerable importance, and the others
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