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第24章 ON THE FRENCH SCHOOL OF PAINTING:(7)

Of the great pictures of David the defunct, we need not, then, say much.Romulus is a mighty fine young fellow, no doubt; and if he has come out to battle stark naked (except a very handsome helmet), it is because the costume became him, and shows off his figure to advantage.But was there ever anything so absurd as this passion for the nude, which was followed by all the painters of the Davidian epoch? And how are we to suppose yonder straddle to be the true characteristic of the heroic and the sublime? Romulus stretches his legs as far as ever nature will allow; the Horatii, in receiving their swords, think proper to stretch their legs too, and to thrust forward their arms, thus,--[Drawing omitted]

Romulus's is in the exact action of a telegraph; and the Horatii are all in the position of the lunge.Is this the sublime? Mr.

Angelo, of Bond Street, might admire the attitude; his namesake, Michel, I don't think would.

The little picture of "Paris and Helen," one of the master's earliest, I believe, is likewise one of his best: the details are exquisitely painted.Helen looks needlessly sheepish, and Paris has a most odious ogle; but the limbs of the male figure are beautifully designed, and have not the green tone which you see in the later pictures of the master.What is the meaning of this green? Was it the fashion, or the varnish? Girodet's pictures are green; Gros's emperors and grenadiers have universally the jaundice.Gerard's "Psyche" has a most decided green-sickness; and I am at a loss, I confess, to account for the enthusiasm which this performance inspired on its first appearance before the public.

In the same room with it is Girodet's ghastly "Deluge," and Gericault's dismal "Medusa." Gericault died, they say, for want of fame.He was a man who possessed a considerable fortune of his own; but pined because no one in his day would purchase his pictures, and so acknowledge his talent.At present, a scrawl from his pencil brings an enormous price.All his works have a grand cachet: he never did anything mean.When he painted the "Raft of the Medusa," it is said he lived for a long time among the corpses which he painted, and that his studio was a second Morgue.If you have not seen the picture, you are familiar probably, with Reynolds's admirable engraving of it.A huge black sea; a raft beating upon it; a horrid company of men dead, half dead, writhing and frantic with hideous hunger or hideous hope; and, far away, black, against a stormy sunset, a sail.The story is powerfully told, and has a legitimate tragic interest, so to speak,--deeper, because more natural, than Girodet's green "Deluge," for instance:

or his livid "Orestes," or red-hot "Clytemnestra."Seen from a distance the latter's "Deluge" has a certain awe-inspiring air with it.A slimy green man stands on a green rock, and clutches hold of a tree.On the green man's shoulders is his old father, in a green old age; to him hangs his wife, with a babe on her breast, and dangling at her hair, another child.In the water floats a corpse (a beautiful head) and a green sea and atmosphere envelops all this dismal group.The old father is represented with a bag of money in his hand; and the tree, which the man catches, is cracking, and just on the point of giving way.

These two points were considered very fine by the critics: they are two such ghastly epigrams as continually disfigure French Tragedy.

For this reason I have never been able to read Racine with pleasure,--the dialogue is so crammed with these lugubrious good things--melancholy antitheses--sparkling undertakers' wit; but this is heresy, and had better be spoken discreetly.

The gallery contains a vast number of Poussin's pictures; they put me in mind of the color of objects in dreams,--a strange, hazy, lurid hue.How noble are some of his landscapes! What a depth of solemn shadow is in yonder wood, near which, by the side of a black water, halts Diogenes.The air is thunder-laden, and breathes heavily.You hear ominous whispers in the vast forest gloom.

Near it is a landscape, by Carel Dujardin, I believe, conceived in quite a different mood, but exquisitely poetical too.A horseman is riding up a hill, and giving money to a blowsy beggar-wench.

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