R D Blackmore Collection

Like a maiden, with skill and sense checking violent impulse, she stayed there for one moment only
973842 Like a maiden, with skill and sense checking violent impulse, she stayed there for one moment only, just to be admired (colour litho) by Millar

Cripps the Carrier (engraving)
1059085 Cripps the Carrier (engraving) by Green, Charles (1840-98) (after); Private Collection; (add.info.: Cripps the Carrier)

We started in proper order, therefore, as our practice is, first, the parson (colour litho)
973854 We started in proper order, therefore, as our practice is, first, the parson (colour litho) by Millar, Addison Thomas (1850-1913); Private Collection; (add.info.: We started in proper order)

More than thirty went along, like clouds upon the sunset (colour litho)
973852 More than thirty went along, like clouds upon the sunset (colour litho) by Millar, Addison Thomas (1850-1913); Private Collection; (add.info.: More than thirty went along)

That thou never shalt, sir, cried a voice as loud as a culverin (colour litho)
973846 That thou never shalt, sir, cried a voice as loud as a culverin (colour litho) by Millar, Addison Thomas (1850-1913); Private Collection; (add.info.: That thou never shalt, sir)

She put her pure bright lips, half smiling, half prone to reply to tears, against my forehead, lined with trouble
973853 She put her pure bright lips, half smiling, half prone to reply to tears, against my forehead, lined with trouble, doubt and eager longing (colour litho) by Millar

Before i could Think of Resistance, Stout Ropes were Flung around me
LLM461305 Before i could Think of Resistance, Stout Ropes were Flung around me by Brock, Charles Edmund (1870-1938); Private Collection; (add.info.: Before i could Think of Resistance)

Mother had done a most wondrous thing (colour litho)
973851 Mother had done a most wondrous thing (colour litho) by Millar, Addison Thomas (1850-1913); Private Collection; (add.info.: Mother had done a most wondrous thing)

God sake, John Ridd, God sake, dear boy, put un down (colour litho)
973850 God sake, John Ridd, God sake, dear boy, put un down (colour litho) by Millar, Addison Thomas (1850-1913); Private Collection; (add.info.: God sake, John Ridd, God sake, dear boy, put un down)

Oh, I am so glad she whispered softly, as I opened my eyes and looked at her (colour litho)
973849 Oh, I am so glad she whispered softly, as I opened my eyes and looked at her (colour litho) by Millar, Addison Thomas (1850-1913); Private Collection; (add.info.: Oh)

Now behold the end of that; John Ridd mark the end of it (colour litho)
973847 Now behold the end of that; John Ridd mark the end of it (colour litho) by Millar, Addison Thomas (1850-1913); Private Collection; (add.info)

Fools ye are; be fools for ever (colour litho)
973845 Fools ye are; be fools for ever (colour litho) by Millar, Addison Thomas (1850-1913); Private Collection; (add.info.: Fools ye are; be fools for ever)

Crinkleum, crankum, grass and clover! (colour litho)
973844 Crinkleum, crankum, grass and clover! (colour litho) by Millar, Addison Thomas (1850-1913); Private Collection; (add.info.: Crinkleum, crankum, grass and clover)

Lorna fell across my knees (colour litho)
973840 Lorna fell across my knees (colour litho) by Millar, Addison Thomas (1850-1913); Private Collection; (add.info.: Lorna fell across my knees)

Cripps the Carrier (engraving)
1059213 Cripps the Carrier (engraving) by Green, Charles (1840-98) (after); Private Collection; (add.info.: Cripps the Carrier)

Illustration for Lorna Doone
LLM462359 Illustration for Lorna Doone by Browne, Gordon Frederick (1858-1932) (after); Private Collection; (add.info.: Illustration for Lorna Doone by R D Blackmore (Chambers)

Illustration for Lorna Doone
LLM462354 Illustration for Lorna Doone by Browne, Gordon Frederick (1858-1932) (after); Private Collection; (add.info.: Illustration for Lorna Doone by R D Blackmore (Chambers)

Cripps the Carrier (engraving)
1059188 Cripps the Carrier (engraving) by Green, Charles (1840-98) (after); Private Collection; (add.info.: Cripps the Carrier)

I think he felt that his time was come
LLM461304 I think he felt that his time was come by Brock, Charles Edmund (1870-1938); Private Collection; (add.info.: I think he felt that his time was come)

Illustration for Lorna Doone
LLM462356 Illustration for Lorna Doone by Browne, Gordon Frederick (1858-1932) (after); Private Collection; (add.info.: Illustration for Lorna Doone by R D Blackmore (Chambers)

Illustration for Lorna Doone
LLM462355 Illustration for Lorna Doone by Browne, Gordon Frederick (1858-1932) (after); Private Collection; (add.info.: Illustration for Lorna Doone by R D Blackmore (Chambers)

And then she sighed very sadly (colour litho)
973855 And then she sighed very sadly (colour litho) by Millar, Addison Thomas (1850-1913); Private Collection; (add.info.: And then she sighed very sadly)

The words were of an ancient song, fit to cry or laugh at (colour litho)
973848 The words were of an ancient song, fit to cry or laugh at (colour litho) by Millar, Addison Thomas (1850-1913); Private Collection; (add.info.: The words were of an ancient song)

She in a shower of damask roses, raised her eyes and looked at me (colour litho)
973843 She in a shower of damask roses, raised her eyes and looked at me (colour litho) by Millar, Addison Thomas (1850-1913); Private Collection; (add.info.: She in a shower of damask roses)

Oh, for Gods sake, John, my son, rob me not in that manner (colour litho)
973841 Oh, for Gods sake, John, my son, rob me not in that manner (colour litho) by Millar, Addison Thomas (1850-1913); Private Collection; (add.info.: Oh, for Gods sake, John, my son)

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"R. D. Blackmore: A Master of Words and Emotions" With the skill of a maiden, R. D. Blackmore's words checked violent impulses, leaving readers admiring his literary prowess. Whether through vibrant colour lithos or intricate engravings like "Cripps the Carrier, " he painted vivid scenes that transported us to another time. In proper order, we embarked on journeys guided by his pen; first encountering parsons in their colourful robes, brought to life in striking colour lithos. More than thirty characters accompanied us like clouds upon a sunset, each with their own tale waiting to unfold. Amidst the chaos, voices cried out as loud as culverins - never shall you forget those powerful moments etched into your memory. And amidst trouble and longing, pure bright lips pressed against foreheads lined with doubt and eager anticipation. Before resistance could even be considered, stout ropes were flung around us - capturing our attention and binding us to the captivating narratives spun by this literary genius. Like a wondrous act performed by a mother figure, R. D. Blackmore's stories left an indelible mark on our souls. Through it all, there was love whispered softly - gladness filling hearts as eyes opened wide to behold beauty captured within his colour lithos. But every journey must come to an end; John Ridd marked its conclusion with both triumph and sorrow. And yet amidst it all, fools were reminded of their folly - forever destined to be captivated by R. D. Blackmore's enchanting tales that transcended time itself. In these glimpses into his world created through artful imagery and poignant storytelling lies the essence of R. D. Blackmore's legacy – an enduring testament to his mastery over words and emotions that continue to captivate readers for generations.