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Count Vassali, sketched by A. Wivell in the House of Lords 1820. Creator: T Wright
 
Lieutenant Flynn, R.N. c1820. Creator: T Wright
 
T. Wilde, Esq., One of Her Majesty's Counsel c1820. Creator: T Wright
 
N. C.Tindal, Esq., One of Her Majesty's Counsel c1820. Creator: T Wright
 
John Williams, Esq., One of Her Majesty's Counsel c1820. Creator: T Wright
 
S. Lushington, D.C.L. M.P. c1820. Creator: T Wright
 
Henry Brougham Esq., M.P., The Queen's Attorney General c1820. Creator: T Wright
 
Thomas Denman Esq. MP., The Queen's Solicitor General c1820. Creator: T Wright
 
William Vizard Esq. Her Majesty's Solicitor c1820. Creator: T Wright
 
Louisa Demont c1820. Creator: Thomas Wright
 
Theodore Majocchi c1820. Creator: T Wright
 
J Parke Esq. c1820. Creator: T Wright
 
Sir I. S. Copley, His Majesty's Solicitor General c1820. Creator: T Wright
 
"That is the ancient soul of wretched Myrrha" c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
By that hidden way my guide and I did enter, to return to the fair world c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
"Then, fasting got the mastery of grief", c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
That sprite of air is Schicchi; in like mood of random mischief vents he still his spite c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
"Lo!" he exclaimed, "lo Dis!" c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
Yet in the abyss, that Lucifer with Judas low ingulfs, lightly he placed us c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
"This proud one would of his strength against almighty Jove make trial" c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
The crust came drawn from underneath in flakes c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
"Then Geddo at my feet outstretch'd did fling him, crying, Hast no help for me my father!'", c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
Thence issuing we again beheld the stars c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
"Then, not to make them sadder, I kept down my spirit in stillness" c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
"O senseless spirit! let thy horn for thee interpret" c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
...all-searching Justice, dooms to punishment the forgers c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
"Wherefore doth fasten yet thy sight below amongst the maim'd and miserable shades?" c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
The banquet in the Great Hall at the Palace of Westminster...coronation of James II in 1685, (1902). Creator: Unknown
 
Then seizing on his hinder scalp, I cried: "Name thee, or not a hair shall tarry here" c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
"Take good heed, thy soles do tread not on the heads of thy poor brethren" c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
Not more furiously on Menalippus temples Tydeus gnawed c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
By the hair it bore the sever'd member, lantern-wise pendant in hand c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
The Coronation of Anne Boleyn with the Crown of St. Edward 1902. Creator: Unknown
 
Call thou to mind Piero of Medicina, if again returning c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
"Now mark how I do rip me! lo! How is Mahomet mangled!" c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
The guide, who mark'd how I did gaze attentive, thus began c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
The other two look'd on, exclaiming, "Ah! How dost thou change, Agnello!" c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
"That pierced spirit...was he who gave the Pharisees council", c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
"Tuscan...disdain not to instruct us who thou art" c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
Amid this dread exuberance of woe ran naked spirits wing'd with horrid fear c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
Scarcely had his feet reach'd to the lowest of the bed beneath c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
But the other proved a goshawk...and in the boiling lake both fell c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
In pursuit he therefore sped, exclaiming; "Thou art caught" c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
Be none of you outrageous c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
This said, they grappled him with more than hundred hooks c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
There stood I like the friar, that doth shrive a wretch for murder doom'd c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
Thais is this, the harlot c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
New terror I conceived at the steep plunge c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
"Why greedily thus bendest more on me?", c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
Ah! How they made them bound at the first stripe! c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
Forthwith that image vile of fraud appear'd' c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
"Sir! Brunetto! And are ye here?", c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
Unceasing was the play of wretched hands c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
And straight the trunk exclaim'd, "Why pluck'st thou me?" c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
We to those beasts, that rapid strode along, drew near, when Chiron took an arrow forth c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
One cried from far: "Say to what pain ye come condemn'd" c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
And there at point of the disparted ridge lay stretch'd the infamy of Crete c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
"Haste now," the foremost cried, "now haste thee death!" c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
Here the brute Harpies make their nest c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré
 
From the profound abyss, behind the lid of a great monument we stood retired c1890. Creator: Gustave Doré