...again— and what sunshine ! Not the lurid, gloomy, plaguelike oppression of Canaletti, but white flushing fulness of dazzling light, which the waves drink and...flaked, slow-moving vapour, that guide the eye along the multitudinous waves down to the islanded rest of the Euganeau hills. Do we dream, or does the white...

...waves drink and the clouds breathe, bounding and burning in intensity of joy. That sky — it is a Tery visible infinity — liquid, measureless, unfathomable,...flaked, slow-moving vapour, that guide the eye along the multitudinous waves down to the islanded rest of the Euganfian hills. Do we dream, or does the...

...! Not the lurid, gloomy, plaguelike oppression of Caneletti, but white flushing fulness of flashing light, which the waves drink, and the clouds breathe,...flaked, slow-moving vapour, that guide the eye along the multitudinous waves down to the islanded rest of the Euganeum hills. " Do we dream, or does the...

...! Not the lurid, gloomy, plaguelike oppression of Caneletti, but white flushing fulness of flashing light, which the waves drink, and the clouds breathe,...flaked, slow-moving vapour, that guide the eye along the multitudinous waves down to the islanded rest of the Euganeum hills. " Do we dream, or does the...

...EARLY DRAFT OF " MODERN PAINTERS," VOL. I (Pt. ii. sec. i. ch. vii. §§ 7-8, in the First £dition) But let us take, with Turner, the last and greatest...guide the eye along their multitudinous waves down to the islanded rest of the Euganean hills. Do we dream, or does the white forked sail drift nearer,...

...again, — and what sunshine ! Not the lurid, gloomy, plague-like oppression of Canaletti, but § y white, flashing fulness of dazzling light, which the...guide the eye along their multitudinous waves down to the islanded rest of the Euganean hills. Do we dream, or does the white forked sail drift nearer,...

...again, — and what sunshine ! Not „ the lurid, gloomy, plague-like oppression of Canaletti, but 3 white, flashing fulness of dazzling light, which the...guide the eye along their multitudinous waves down to the islanded rest of the Euganean hills. Do we dream, or does the white forked sail drift nearer,...

...cancelled in the third, he describes the treatment of Venice by certain great artists. He concludes: But let us take, with Turner, the last and greatest...guide the eye along their multitudinous waves down to the islanded rest of the Euganean hills. Do we dream, or does the white forked sail drift nearer,...

...fathom. This cannot be nature, for it is not infinity. No, Mr Stanfield, it is scarcely Venice yet. But let us take, with Turner, the last and greatest...guide the eye along their multitudinous waves down to the islanded rest of the Euganean hills. Do we dream, or does the white forked sail drift nearer,...

...of dazzling light, which the waves drink and the clouds breathe, bounding and burning in interisity of joy. That sky,— it is a very visible infinity,— liquid, measureless, unfathomable, panting and nutting through the chasms in the long fields of snowwhite, flaked, slow-moving vapour, that guide...