PLATE XXI.—THE DUTCHESS.
Death, in the shape of two hideous skeletons, comes to surprise her as she is lying softly on an elegant bed. One of the skeletons awakes her with the sound of a violin, while the other is pulling off her bed-clothes, making frightful grimaces.
De lectulo, super quem ascendisti, non descendes, sed morte morieris. 4 Reg. i. 4.