By YeonJae Iris Lim and Monica Nguyen

DUE: Monday, January 10th, 2010

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American Art History Project

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Colonialism and Puri-tanism

(1500 – 1775)

“Mrs. George Watson”

1765 John Singleton Copley

In Honour of that High and Mighty Princess, Queen Elizabeth - Anotherby Anne Bradstreet

Here lies the pride of Queens, pattern of Kings: So blaze it fame, here's feathers for thy wings. Here lies the envy'd, yet unparallel'd Prince, Whose living virtues speak (though dead long since). If many worlds, as that fantastic framed, In every one, be her great glory famed.

Early Nationalism and Romanticism(c. 1801 – 1860)

To A Skylark

By William Wordsworth

UP with me! up with me into the clouds!

For thy song, Lark, is strong;

Up with me, up with me into the clouds!

Singing, singing,

With clouds and sky about thee ring-ing,

Lift me, guide me till I find

That spot which seems so to thy mind!

The Great Horseshoe Fall, Niagara 1820 Alvan Fisher

Revolution and Federalism(1775~1800)

Mrs. James Smith and Grandson1776 Charles Willson Peale

A Nation’s PrideBy Ralph Waldo Emerson

Not gold but only men can make A people great and strong; Men who for truth and honor's sake Stand fast and suffer long. Brave men who work while others sleep, Who dare while others fly... They build a nation's pillars deep And lift them to the sky.

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"Westward the Course of Empire Takes Its Way (mural study, U.S. Capitol),“ Emanuel Gottlieb Leutze, 1861

—"The Wood,” Charolette Bronte, 1846

c. 1835 - 1850

And long the brightness of the West  Will light us on our devious way;

BUT two miles more, and then we rest!  Well, there is still an hour of day,

Sit then, a while, here in this wood—So total is the solitude,          We safely may delay.

“Come up from the fields father, here's a letter from our Pete,

And come to the front door mother, here's a letter from thy dear son. “…“Cool and sweeten Ohio's villages with leaves fluttering in the moderate wind, “…“Alas poor boy, he will never be better, (nor may-be needs to be better, that brave and simple soul,) While they stand at home at the door he is dead already,

The only son is dead.”…“O that she might withdraw unnoticed, silent from life escape and withdraw,

To follow, to seek, to be with her dear dead son.”

—from Come Up From the Fields Father, by Walt Whitman (1900)

The Civil WarLittle Soldier, Eastman Johnson (1864)

1861-1865

c. 1865 - 1877

ReconstructionAh! on Thanksgiving day, when from East and

from West,

From North and from South comes the pilgrim

and guest;

When the gray-haired New Englander sees

round his board

The old broken links of affection restored;

When the care-wearied man seeks his mother

once more,

And the worn matron smiles where the girl

smiled before;

What moistens the lip and what brightens the

eye,

What calls back the past, like the rich

Pumpkin pie?

—Stanza 3 from “The Pumpkin” by John Greenleaf Whittier

"October" by John Whetten Ehninger, 1867

In wet wood and miry lane, Still we pant and pound in vain;Still with leaden foot we chaceWaning pinion, fainting face;Still with grey hair we stumble on,

Till, behold, the vision gone! Where hath fleeting beauty led? To the doorway of the dead. Life is over, life was gay: We have come the primrose way.

-Stanza 3 from To Will .H. Low. by Robert Louis Stevenson, 1887

Gilded Age

"Colonial Graveyard At Lexington” by Childe Hassam, 1891

c. 1875 - 1900

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