"Modern Painters.": General Index, Bibliography, and Notes, Bind 6

G. Allen, 1888 - 316 sider

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Side 310 - But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized...
Side 267 - PAINTERS : Their Superiority in the ART of LANDSCAPE PAINTING to all the Ancient Masters, proved by examples of the True, the Beautiful, and the Intellectual, from the Works of Modern Artists, especially from those of JM Turner, Esq., RA By a GRADUATE of OXFORD.
Side 281 - ... motionless flame, — their mighty towers sent up to heaven like tongues of more eager fire, — their grey domes looming vast and dark, like eclipsed worlds, — their sculptured arabesques and purple marble fading farther and fainter, league beyond league, lost in the light of distance. Detail after detail, thought beyond thought, you find and feel them through the radiant mystery, inexhaustible as indistinct, beautiful, but never all revealed...
Side 314 - On every corse there stood. This seraph-band, each waved his hand; It was a heavenly sight! They stood as signals to the land, Each one a lovely light; This seraph-band, each waved his hand, No voice did they impart — No voice; but oh!
Side 280 - It pauses now ; but the quivering of its bright reflection troubles the shadows of the sea, those azure, fathomless depths of crystal mystery, on which the swiftness of the poised gondola floats double, its black beak lifted like the crest of a dark ocean bird, its scarlet draperies flashed back from the kindling surface, and its bent oar breaking the radiant water into a dust of gold.
Side 279 - Turner - glorious in conception - unfathomable in knowledge - solitary in power with the elements waiting upon his will, and the night and the morning obedient to his call, sent as a prophet of God to reveal to men the mysteries of his universe, standing, like the great angel of the Apocalypse, clothed with a cloud, and with a rainbow upon his head, and with the sun and stars given into his hand.
Side 280 - But what more there is in Venice than brick and stone — what there is of mystery and death, and memory and beauty — what there is to be learned or lamented, to be loved or wept — we look for to Canaletti in vain.
Side 312 - I would have Mr. Landseer, before he gives us any more writhing otters or yelping packs, reflect whether that which is best worthy of contemplation in a hound be its ferocity, or in an otter its agony, or in a human being its victory over a poor little fish-catching creature a foot long.
Side 280 - Canaletti, but * ^ white, flashing fulness of dazzling light, which the waves drink and the clouds breathe, bounding and burning in intensity of joy. That sky, — it is a very visible infinity, — liquid, measureless, unfathomable, panting and melting through the chasms in the long fields of snow-white, flaked, slowmoving vapour, that guide the eye along their multitudinous waves down to the islanded rest of the Euganean hills.

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