Jules Breton paintings

Jules Breton paintings
Johannes Vermeer paintings
And, by the St. Christopher at my baldric,” said the good yeoman, “were there no other cause than the safety of that poor faithful knave, Wamba, I would jeopard a joint ere a hair of his head were hurt.”
“And so would I,” said the friar; “what, sirs! I trust well that a fool—I mean, d’ye see me, sirs, a fool that is free of his guild and master of his craft, and can give as much relish and flavour to a cup of wine as ever a flitch of bacon can—I say, brethren, such a fool shall never want a wise clerk to pray for or fight for him at a strait, while I can say a mass or flourish a partisan.”
And with that he made his heavy halberd to play around his head as a shepherd boy flourishes his light crook.
“True, Holy Clerk,” said the Black Knight, “true as if St. Dunstan himself had said it.—And now, good Locksley, were it not well that noble Cedric should assume the direction of this assault?”