"A complicated piece of machinery fills the centre of a room in a fashionable establishment; an open door (right) leads into a shop where, in the background, a pretty and extravagantly dressed woman (in the costume of c. 1828) presides at a counter; above the door is a model of the machine, 'Patent Shavograph!!!' Through a window (left) is seen the 'Ladies Hair Cutting Room': another machine operates on seated ladies, whose long hair is raised perpendicularly into the mechanism. Above the window is an erection of erect loops of hair, burlesquing the fashion. A dandy, waiting his turn, ogles the ladies through his monocle. Another, sitting on a chair (left), reads a newspaper, 'Herald'. The 'Shavograph' operates from right to left upon the customers who sit on a circular bench, each with his head held firm in a wedge cut from a millstone-like disk (B) at the back of his seat. The razor has just sliced off the nose of an officer who stands gesticulating wildly, putting his hand before splashing blood while one dismayed neighbour rises from his seat, and the other shouts 'Stop! Stop!' Four men on the left, waiting their turn for the razor, &c, to reach them, are unconscious of the accident. One is having his head pressed into position by a rod held by a fashionably dressed man (H) who is also working a lever. Below the design, in the border of the print: 'EXPLANATION. AAA a circular form on which the shavees sit. BBBBBB wheels that govern the position of the head. CC [cog-wheels] the machinery which moves the brush in every required direction. D a resevior [sic] of water [above the brush], boiling hot E a pipe [connecting F and D] filld with patent double compress'd shaving powder, through which the water is forced to forme a lather in the brush F. GGG [cog-wheels] the machinery which moves the razor H the Engineer with his directing rod. (Note) it is indispensible that the sitter should be firm & steady, it will be percived [sic] the neglecting this by looking after the Shop woman has cost one his nose, but he only pays the penalty of his own imprudence. "Accidents will occur in the best regulated families.' (This phrase is attributed to David Copperfield (1849) in the Oxford Dict, of Quotations, but Micawber was evidently quoting."--British Museum online catalogue
Description:
Title from text above image., Shortshanks in the pseudonym of Robert Seymour., Text below image begins: Explanation. AAA a circular form on which the shavees sit ..., and Sheet trimmed to plate mark.
Title from caption below image., Shortshanks is the pseudonym of Robert Seymour., Description based on imperfect impression; sheet trimmed within plate mark on upper edge with loss of text., and Not in the Catalogue of prints and drawings in the British Museum. Division I, political and personal satires.
Front view of the new Brunswick Theatre Wellclose Sq-r. as it appeard before the catastrophe
Description:
Title from captions below images., Design consists of two individually-titled panels, one above the other., and Not in the Catalogue of prints and drawings in the British Museum. Division I, political and personal satires.
Publisher:
Publish'd by John Fairburn March 8th 1828 Broadway Ludgate Hill
Title from caption below image., Print signed using unidentified artist's device: A man with a broom., and Not in the Catalogue of prints and drawings in the British Museum. Division I, political and personal satires.
"On a grassy plateau projecting from a rocky mountain are Wellington, Peel, and an old woman, as doctor-accoucheur, apothecary, and nurse. Where mountain joins plateau there is a shallow cavity in which is a tiny mouse, 'Emancipation'. On the top of the mountain is a royal crown from which float the words: 'Its our Royal Will & pleasure to be delivered.' Wellington, in profile to the right, holds with silent concentration huge 'Ministerial Forceps'. The nurse sits on a low seat holding a spoon and a steaming bowl of 'Political Caudle'. A large open book against her knees, 'THE TIMES', and a large watch (indicating the clock device above the leading article) show that she personifies "The Times". She looks up at Wellington with bleary bonhomie, saying, 'Oh! the dear creature, how many will accompany it to Ireland, to spend thier money--no doubt Dublin will become more fashionable than Paris--now Doctor never mind the windy warfare of those Gentlemen above!' She refers to three "winds": heads issuing from clouds below the mountain-top, each inscribed 'Faction', which blow blasts towards the cavity where the mouse emerges. The centre and principal head is Eldon's; the one on the left says to the third: 'Blow away Wind-chelsea kill the Brat.' The third (Winchelsea) answers 'Aye, Aye, or Cripple it.' Peel, standing behind Wellington, holds up a big medicine-bottle; he says: 'I used to think that Paliatives were the right Medicine, but the Doctor has convinced me something more active is wanted.' In the foreground, standing just below the plateau, are the heads and shoulders of spectators. On the left are two frenzied bishops; one (? Howley) holds up a crozier to which is attached a little 'No Popery' flag; he bellows: 'Brethren, Brethren, Mother Church is in danger.' The other holds up a large mitre extinguisher-wise towards the mouse, shouting: 'Oh the imp, if we catch it we'll Burke it!' [see British Museum Satires No. 15707, &c.]. As a pendant to the bishops are two non-Anglican ministers. One, evidently Irving, in gown and bands, as in British Museum Satires No. 15658, stands with raised arms as if in the pulpit, declaiming, 'The Sword of the Lord, and of Gideon, peradventure we may destroy this fiend of Satan.' Beside him is a minister of lower status, with lank hair and a large 'Book of Faith' under his arm. He says: 'A beast of the bottomless Pit--a beast of the Seven Hills--a horned beast with fire and sword.' Facing him is a startled yokel who asks: 'Pray Sir what sort of a beast be it?' In the middle distance (left), behind the bishops, O'Connell, in wig and gown, stands on the side of the mountain, addressing a band of his followers just below him. They ask him questions, to each of which he answers 'Yes' with a bland gesture: [1] 'I say Dan, will Mancipation make the Prates grow?' [2] 'Dan, shall we get plenty of Whiskey?' [3] 'Will bogs breed Pigs & shall we all wear warm wigs & silk cloaks like you Dan?' On the opposite flank of the mountain (right), much higher up and on a smaller scale, stands Cumberland, in hussar uniform, with a handkerchief to his eye; he addresses a body of dismayed clerics, only one of whom is characterized: 'No doubt this will become a Popish Country, that is if they get the loaves & fishes.'"--British Museum online catalogue
Alternative Title:
Much ado about nothing
Description:
Title etched below image., Questionable attribution to Seymour from British Museum catalogue., Sheet trimmed to plate mark., Temporary local subject terms: Apothecaries -- Crowns -- Forceps -- Spoons -- Dishes -- Bowl -- Mice -- Croziers -- Popery -- Mitres -- Ministers -- Barristers' wigs -- Military Uniforms: Hussar's., Temporary local Medical Library subject terms: Midwives and Accoucheurs -- British politics., and 1 print : etching ; plate mark 247 x 345 mm.
Publisher:
Pubd. by Thos. McLean, 26 Haymarket
Subject (Name):
Wellington, Arthur Wellesley, Duke of, 1769-1852, Peel, Robert, 1788-1850, Eldon, John Scott, Earl of, 1751-1838, Winchilsea, George William Finch-Hatton, Earl of, 1791-1858, Howley, William, 1766-1848, Irving, Edward, 1792-1834, O'Connell, Daniel, 1775-1847, and Ernest Augustus, King of Hanover, 1771-1851
Subject (Topic):
Clergy, Bishops, Physicians, Pharmacists, Nurses, Clocks & watches, and Medicines
"On a grassy plateau projecting from a rocky mountain are Wellington, Peel, and an old woman, as doctor-accoucheur, apothecary, and nurse. Where mountain joins plateau there is a shallow cavity in which is a tiny mouse, 'Emancipation'. On the top of the mountain is a royal crown from which float the words: 'Its our Royal Will & pleasure to be delivered.' Wellington, in profile to the right, holds with silent concentration huge 'Ministerial Forceps'. The nurse sits on a low seat holding a spoon and a steaming bowl of 'Political Caudle'. A large open book against her knees, 'THE TIMES', and a large watch (indicating the clock device above the leading article) show that she personifies "The Times". She looks up at Wellington with bleary bonhomie, saying, 'Oh! the dear creature, how many will accompany it to Ireland, to spend thier money--no doubt Dublin will become more fashionable than Paris--now Doctor never mind the windy warfare of those Gentlemen above!' She refers to three "winds": heads issuing from clouds below the mountain-top, each inscribed 'Faction', which blow blasts towards the cavity where the mouse emerges. The centre and principal head is Eldon's; the one on the left says to the third: 'Blow away Wind-chelsea kill the Brat.' The third (Winchelsea) answers 'Aye, Aye, or Cripple it.' Peel, standing behind Wellington, holds up a big medicine-bottle; he says: 'I used to think that Paliatives were the right Medicine, but the Doctor has convinced me something more active is wanted.' In the foreground, standing just below the plateau, are the heads and shoulders of spectators. On the left are two frenzied bishops; one (? Howley) holds up a crozier to which is attached a little 'No Popery' flag; he bellows: 'Brethren, Brethren, Mother Church is in danger.' The other holds up a large mitre extinguisher-wise towards the mouse, shouting: 'Oh the imp, if we catch it we'll Burke it!' [see British Museum Satires No. 15707, &c.]. As a pendant to the bishops are two non-Anglican ministers. One, evidently Irving, in gown and bands, as in British Museum Satires No. 15658, stands with raised arms as if in the pulpit, declaiming, 'The Sword of the Lord, and of Gideon, peradventure we may destroy this fiend of Satan.' Beside him is a minister of lower status, with lank hair and a large 'Book of Faith' under his arm. He says: 'A beast of the bottomless Pit--a beast of the Seven Hills--a horned beast with fire and sword.' Facing him is a startled yokel who asks: 'Pray Sir what sort of a beast be it?' In the middle distance (left), behind the bishops, O'Connell, in wig and gown, stands on the side of the mountain, addressing a band of his followers just below him. They ask him questions, to each of which he answers 'Yes' with a bland gesture: [1] 'I say Dan, will Mancipation make the Prates grow?' [2] 'Dan, shall we get plenty of Whiskey?' [3] 'Will bogs breed Pigs & shall we all wear warm wigs & silk cloaks like you Dan?' On the opposite flank of the mountain (right), much higher up and on a smaller scale, stands Cumberland, in hussar uniform, with a handkerchief to his eye; he addresses a body of dismayed clerics, only one of whom is characterized: 'No doubt this will become a Popish Country, that is if they get the loaves & fishes.'"--British Museum online catalogue
Alternative Title:
Much ado about nothing
Description:
Title etched below image., Questionable attribution to Seymour from British Museum catalogue., Sheet trimmed to plate mark., Temporary local subject terms: Apothecaries -- Crowns -- Forceps -- Spoons -- Dishes -- Bowl -- Mice -- Croziers -- Popery -- Mitres -- Ministers -- Barristers' wigs -- Military Uniforms: Hussar's., Temporary local Medical Library subject terms: Midwives and Accoucheurs -- British politics., and Numbered in ms. at top of sheet: 171.
Publisher:
Pubd. by Thos. McLean, 26 Haymarket
Subject (Name):
Wellington, Arthur Wellesley, Duke of, 1769-1852, Peel, Robert, 1788-1850, Eldon, John Scott, Earl of, 1751-1838, Winchilsea, George William Finch-Hatton, Earl of, 1791-1858, Howley, William, 1766-1848, Irving, Edward, 1792-1834, O'Connell, Daniel, 1775-1847, and Ernest Augustus, King of Hanover, 1771-1851
Subject (Topic):
Clergy, Bishops, Physicians, Pharmacists, Nurses, Clocks & watches, and Medicines
"Codrington, wearing the star of the Bath, sits on a gun-carriage on the deck of his ship, looking sternly up at an old scarred and pigtailed sailor who addresses him with an expression of consternation: Please your Honor's Glory there's something wrong in the wind, for they've clapt a Marine at the Helme of Old England, and He and the other lob lollies have made Sombody (God bless Him) to call our Glorious Victory an UNTOWARD EVENT And when they where told to belay their jawing tackel they shifted the wind and began to blow another way. Codrington answers Aye Aye Jack they or we must be fools. In his right hand is his sword, the point resting on the deck, the blade inscribed with Nelson's Trafalgar signal: England expects every Man to do his duty. He holds a document: Treaty of London. His back is to the sea where a rocky promontory (right) forms Wellington's profile, looking towards Codrington, a row of tiny gun-emplacements forming a grim smile (cf. BM Satires No. 15691); on the rock is a flag at half-mast, topped by a spurred Wellington boot, upside down."--British Museum online catalogue
Alternative Title:
Royal speech
Description:
Title from caption below image., Shortshanks is the pseudonym of Robert Seymour., Publication date from British Museum catalogue., Sheet trimmed to plate mark., and Numbered in ms. at top of sheet: 221.
Publisher:
Pub. by T. McLean Haymarket
Subject (Name):
Codrington, Edward, Sir, 1770-1851 and Wellington, Arthur Wellesley, Duke of, 1769-1852
Title from caption below image., Shortshanks is the pseudonym of Robert Seymour., Text on either side of title: Blush not flower of modesty. Shakspear. 'Tis manners makes the gentleman and want of them the fellow. Pope., and Not in the Catalogue of prints and drawings in the British Museum. Division I, political and personal satires.
"Three vignetted designs, one above the other. [1] 'Dosing'. A couple in a sparsely furnished room sleep back to back in upright chairs, the woman with a fixed frown, and folded arms, her feet on the fender (right); the man snoring with head thrown back, one leg on a chair. An infant sleeps in a cradle (left), napkins dry before the fire. Empty plates, &c. cover the table. A cat (right) and dog (left) sleep beside their respective patrons. [2] 'Draming'. In a ramshackle garret a cobbler and his wife tipsily drink gin; he attempts to fill a glass, she holds out hers. A screaming and neglected infant lies on her lap; a bare-footed child stands by a table. All are ragged and ill-shod. The tools of the man's trade are in the room, bare except for table, empty tankard, and a bed turned up against the wall and covered with patchwork. [3] 'Drowning'. A man struggles in the water, screaming and desperately raising arms and legs towards a watchman, who leans over a rail bordering a canal or riverside terrace of houses, shouting unhelpfully, springing his rattle, and holding up his lantern. Other watchmen run up."--British Museum online catalogue
Description:
Title from caption below images., Shortshanks is the pseudonym of Robert Seymour., Three designs on one plate, each individually titled., and For earlier state lacking imprint and with "dramming" spelled "draming," cf. Catalogue of prints and drawings in the British Museum. Division I, political and personal satires, v. 11, no. 15653.
"George IV (left), not caricatured, and John Bull (right) face each other across an ale-house table on which are a jug and two tumblers. The King wears the caped coat of an amateur coach-driver with top-boots and a bulky scarf. His right hand rests on a cane, his left arm on the table; he looks towards J. B. through almost closed eyelids, saying, 'I believe Mr Bull you are no great admirer of His M*****y?' J. B. is a respectably-dressed countryman with gaiters above the knee. He takes a long pipe from his mouth to answer: 'You are quite mistaken Sir, I only wish I liked any one about or belonging to him half so well.'"--British Museum online catalogue
Description:
Title from caption below image., Questionable attribution to Robert Seymour from British Museum catalogue., and Numbered in ms. at top of sheet: 5.
Publisher:
Published by T. McLean, 26, Haymarket
Subject (Name):
George IV, King of Great Britain, 1762-1830
Subject (Topic):
John Bull (Symbolic character), Taverns (Inns), and Staffs (Sticks)