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portrait, cattle, familiar landscape, of Fuseli; only a few hundred years or what we term common life—which have reconciled us to them. This is subjects I find every body compre- sickening stuff, yet it is as common hends better than myself. There as air. Stothard, whose taste of deshould be two of us-one for “Ercles' sign is the antipodes of the fiery vein," and the other for the gusto of Keeper, meets with just as much misa Holland. I never read above eighteen apprehension and contempt. For one pages of Mr. Crabbe's poems; and person who talks of the juicy Hilton, having no touch of humour or simple we have ten who rave about Edwin nature about me, cannot relish above Landseer and Captain Jones. The four or five of Mr. Wilkie's pictures, elegant Westall, and the classical of which I have the prints. (The Howard, are not much better off: Rent Day, I esteem chiefly.) I look and the spirited illustrator of Homer, at them coldly; and instead of setting Hesiod, Æschylus, and Dante, is formyself, as every critic should do, to gotten before the bust of Turnerelli, discover intellectual heauties, I bog- or the ineffable fopperies of the effegle at his colour. This is my fault, minate Canova. not his; and I love to hear him A little while ago some of the peripraised by a competent judge, heartilyodicals made a stir about Thorsvald--yes, i'faith, heartily.- Mulready's sen. I turned over a large volume Careless Messenger (134), which I of careful prints after the basso-rehave heard abused, hits my fancy lievos or alto-relievos of this sculptor, stronger than either 131 or 37, by without meeting anything like an his great rival. I really feel this pic- original thought or striking attitude. ture ; which shows as much subtlety The whole series was cold, commonin expression, and is more painterlike, place, and plagiaristic.-Our counthan the far-famed blind fiddler! The trymen are bitten, as they were in moiety of the kneeling boy's eye is Queen Bess's time, with a rage for worth a whole Jew's eye-so is the every thing foreign : they go to Paris culprit's right hand. I could say a and purchase ephemeral lithography, monstrous deal about the tall gawky indecent miniatures, wretched eyelad leaning primly against the wall; cutting Napoleon medals, laborious and show every thing the painter in- brassy unartist-like prints by Desnoytended not to show in his face; but ers;- to Antwerp, and gather mock there are many other pictures I must Rubenses ;- and at Rome, they conattend to.

tract by the gross for counterfeit caWe are now in the great room, meos, modern antiques, oil pictures reader, where, if you have no objec- by M. Angelo (who never painted tion, we will sit down behind this but one in his life), copies from M. gay party, who seem to be dealing Antonio, and thirty times retouched about their remarks as freely as you impressions of the Last Supper and and I do. “ Whose is that? “ Fu- Transfiguration of Morghen, and the seli’s."

“ La! What a frightful Vatican Stunzas of Volpato. These thing! I hate his fancies of fairies 'people come home and fancy themand spirits and nonsense. One can't selves patrons of the Arts! So they understand them.” (Speak for your are, but not of the Fine Arts. self, miss!) “ It's foolish to paint I don't know that there is any thing things which nobody ever saw, for new to be said on the portraits of how is one to know whether they're Phillips and Owen; every body who right? Isn't it, Mr. D-?” “ Ha, has eyes or understanding knows that ha! Very good indeed—'pon my life they are excellent. I wish Mr. Jackyou're very severe !"-What a pity son, who is fond of imitation, would that Fuseli should not have known for once, and for ever, imitate these all this earlier in life, that he might two gentlemen, by getting down from have abjured Oberon, and painted Sir Joshua's horse, and mounting one portraits of ladies and joint stools. of his own: it is an awkward thing -M. Angelo, Raffaëllo, Giulio, &c. to ride on the tail, and not a little were equally ignorant, or they never dangerous. At present he is fighting would have deluged us with such under false colours, as it were ; and absurdities as angels, cherubim, gods, we are quite in the dark as to his nymphs, satyrs, and tritons, creations natural style, unless (which Titian just as ideal as the sylphs and satans and Sir Thomas Lawrence forbid)

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M-Cready in Macbeth is a specimen has dragged out the daughter to witof it. Mr. J. will excuse my remarks ness the horrid death-struggles of if he sees them, which is not likely ; her silver-haired father. But while I but really his portrait of the venera- condemn Mr. Allan's choice of a subble Northcote is so good that it is a ject, his general execution of it has great pity it is not better.

my warm and sincere commendation. I should not have been so officious Howard's Sabrina (62) seems to want as to mention the beautiful works of more action and energy. It is surely the President, if (as I am told) se, altogether a little heavy; and does veral of the Grub-street critics had not, in my opinion, come up to his not presumed to criticise his Lord Lon- picture from another moment of the donderry in a most ignorant style. I same story, exhibited at the British will venture to say, that drapery. Institution a year or two ago. It is. never was more scientifically nor more a pity that this last is not engraved ; gracefully arranged, than the proud it would be extremely popular, both robes of the Marquis; and any one at home and abroad. His Titania, acquainted with the practice of art, curled amidst a world of virgin lilies, knows this to be the test of taste: while her nymph-like elves roll round the attitude is noble, and the draw- in giddy wheel under the wide moon's ing correct.-What, in the name of watery beams, was a lovely picture, fortune, would these pretenders have? and deserved greater commemoration Can any one of them tell? I trow than it received in a vignette to Balnot. His Princess Charlotte has been lantyne's Shakspeare. The story of long known by the delicate and mas- his Diomede and Cressida, in the same terly crayon drawing in Colnaghi's book, is completely told, and the exinner room; besides which, we are pressions are at once tasteful and true. daily expecting the final proof from Thomson's Bed-time (77) is elegant the burin of Mr. Golding. The ex- and domestic: this gentleman's fepression of this ill-fated lady's eyes males are always very amiable and is exquisite—it is poetry-it looks womanly—soft, and dependent, withlike a dissolving air of Mozart—it is out tameness ; gentle, without insipiLord Byron's idea, “the mind, the dity; and warm, without immodesty. music breathing from her face,” In hitting this delicate mark, he excels painted. I write this from the recol- even Stothard, whose girls sometimes fection of the drawing, which is my smell most grievously of bread and first love.

butter," and degrade simplicity into Lady L. Lambton is a perfect vi- inanity.-A Scene in Borrowdale, by sion-a thing for a Nympholept to Collins, (87) is very soothing and madden on--and is at the same time picturesque, but seems a little more quite as like as necessary.—North- like Gainsborough's than the artist's cote's Burial of the Princes in the natural style ; perhaps he will take Tower (22) is his best work, and this for a compliment–I don't mean that in which he seems to have gone it for one. He has a most delicious most beyond his ordinary level. The Morning on the Kentish Coast (154), print by Skelton renders this fine which I verily believe keeps the Exthing well known. He has another hibition sweet and fresh! This pichistorical subject (217), The Mar- ture is genuine landscape, not accu, riage of Richard Duke of York to the rate topography. It is the offspring Lady Anne Mowbray, 1477.

of taste, feeling, and skill ; not of The little Watts Russels (271), mere industry and servile transcripPhillips, is a composition of great tion. labour in the making up: the coat of Miss Landseer's Viewon the Grounds the dwarf poney is painted with sin- of Felix Hall, Essex, (112) is very gular felicity and richness of colour; well worth any one's attention; and so is the peacock's starry train.— The there is one of the queerest little picMurder of the Primate Sharp, attend- tures, in respect to colour, hy Stothard, ed with such circumstances of cold that you ever saw (109): Sancho reblooded cruelty, is hardly a subject lates to Don Quixote the famous visionfor recital, except in history. The no- ary Interview with Dulcinea. It was velist has avoided it in a most mag- very prettily engraved in a small size terly manner in his Old Mortality; but by Raimbach, for Mr. Sharp, of PicMr. Allan was not so squeamish, and cadilly; who, unfortunately for me, does not retain a single impression. vention is certainly rather common If any very charitable reader, who place; and Mr. H. has a complete, may possess Mr. S.'s edition of the disregard for hurmony of lines. The Spanish Don, would have the kind- folds of his drapery, and the forms ness to cut out the four frontispieces, of his wild plants and flowers, are and send them directed to. Cornelius awkward and stiff: they have been, van Vinkbooms, care of Messrs. Tay- dashed in quite at random: he has lor and Hessey,' I shall be duly never thought about them: and the thankful (always provided they be effect on an eye accustomed to the not retouched); as I am, and have grace and scientific drawing of Giu-, been for some time, making a collec- lio, Parmegiano, Bonasone, and our tion of engravings from Stothard, and Lawrence, Stothard, and Edward have not at present more than 800; Burney, is very disagreeable. If among which, however, are Mr. Wea- Mr. Hilton will take the trouble to thercock's favourite series from Ro- look candidly at G. Ghisi's large print binson Crusoe, by Medland! The of Cephalus and Procris, Bonasone's smooth, spiritless, modern repetitions, Vendanges de Venus, (Bartsch, vol. with the name of Charles Heath, in xv. No. 3,) or the arrangement of Cadell's edition, I had; but have the curls in M. Antonio's Dance of since turned them out.

Children, or his large Supper from Now look up to the top of the room, Raffaëllo, he will instantly compreand tell me if the man who composed hend my objection. Whether he will Lysander, Hermia, and Puck, (27, condescend to pay any attention to Singleton,) ought not to paint á this hint, I doubt ; at all events, I. thousand times better, and without have offered it with the most perfect such superabundance of manner and good-will towards him, which I hope flimsiness? One year's occasional will excuse the freedom of the style. study from the antique, from the life, Those who, like myself, have closely and from Ludovico Caracci, would observed this artist's progress, will restore all.

no doubt join me in esteeming the That is a very splendid picture of flesh of his Nature as the finest he the modest Mr. Hilton's (Nature has yet produced. Her swelling blowing bubbles); but I don't see breast palpitates. why a fine plump, young woman,

I like J. Chalon's Green-stall (144) lying under the shade of ardent sun- very much ; it looks clean ; there is lowers, on the sandy margin of a such a pumpkin! as Grimaldi says.splashing fountain, and idly busied No. 145, Le Billet, A. E. Chalon, RA. in bubbling water through a reed, is of course a most fashionable lookshould be dignified with the ab- ing scene : the arch expression of the stract title of Nature. However, it young lady in the black satin Spanish is not fair to try the ornamental dress is very bewitching, to my nostyle by the severe rules of the epic tions: and I wish that I had been or dramatic. With Mr. H., the sub- the lucky man, instead of Mr. Chaject is merely considered as a vehicle lon (it is a portrait); though very for contrasted postures, and effeets of likely, for my own sake, it is just as colour: of course it would be ridicu- well as it is. Heigho! but I must lous to censure the artist for fulfilling not be fickle, and forget Susanne.*his own intentions:--these intentions No. 155, The Interior of a Stable, with he seems to have completely achieved. Portraits, Agasse, is most naturally His attitudes are well chosen; his touched; and I am very glad that it grouping and chiaroscuro are pleas- has a place in this room. Howard ing, if not striking ; his drawing is has a poetical design from Spenser, correct;,(I must except the face of The House of Morpheus (159); and the fair-haired child with the coronal Mr. Cooper a spirited Portrait of a of convolvoluses, which smells a little Hunter (165); the sky background of Rubens ;) the colouring at once of which outrages nature, without clean and rich, gay and harmonious; gaining effect. his lights well impasted ; his shadows In the corner stands Sir Humphry transparent; and his execution airy, Davy himself, by the President. "The yet firm-delicate, yet bold. The in- features are most scientifically and

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feelingly drawn; every shape is made Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, out-nothing is blurred; yet the With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, whole together is broad, light, dash- And purple stained mouth! ing, and apparently even careless. These beautiful lines, by the illWard has a Horse, brilliantly paint- fated Keats, are as beautifully emed, with great power of brush;

and, bodied by Stothard, in his glowing next to it is the Eriphile, of the design of The Vintage (20), on which Keeper—a picture of much force in I must dissert a little before I leave the actions, colouring, and chiaros- the room. Danby's Disappointed Love

The composition is extremely does his feeling and powers of judgsimple and severe, and is rather mo

ment the highest credit. The whole numental than picturesque. I think scene is completely filled with the the attitude of the traitorous wife primary idea; but, at present, this has been hinted at in the antique ; if artist may be compared to Mr. so, Fuseli has made a noble use of it. Wordsworth's poet, wanting the gift In the murky veil which only half of verse ; and his picture, to an ugly discloses the Furies pouring hot on

woman, with a beautiful mind. Mr. the chase, the acute observer will Danby has not apparently, sufficient detect some admirable tones.

practice in oil colours, to paint his own The venerable West, by Sir Tho- pathetic conceptions; and there are mas, is of sterling merit—the ease

but few observers who will give themand character of the attitude; the selves the trouble to hunt for beauty of breadth, richness, depth, and grand design, or invention, when the eye is sobriety; show at once the pre-emi- discouraged by a forbidding execunence of the style of Titian, over the tion. To point out particular faults, too frequent blusterings and attitudi- would be at present useless; another nizings of Vandyke. The whole year of application will light me on length of Viscountess Pollington and my way more clearly. Leslie's May her Child (208) is a gentle and touch- Day (8) is a very cheerful, pleasing ing image of motherly tenderness; picture ; and, I believe, has enjoyed ánd, by possessing the power of ex- its full share of praise, though it is citing general sympathy, deserts the rather an object for one of Janus's class of portraiture for that of his sentimentalities, than for serious critory. It is worth a hundred of Carlo ticism - at least, I feel it so now, Maratti's Madonnas. Below this, is when I am tired to death of skipping a very pretty Lady's Head, by Pick- from one thing to another—but, if I ersgill, which would be better if it

ever meet with it again, either in had more of Lawrence's spirit, with- public or in private, I will try to do 0:1t so much of his worst manner.

it more justice. There is a little too Stothard has a large repetition of much of Smirke about it in the expart of a smaller picture, exhibited pressions and postures, to please me. some years ago, and which, I fancy,

I fancy I may now proceed to the is engraving as a companion to the anti-room, where I find a very clever Canterbury Pilgrims. It represents group, by Linnel-Lady Torrens, à selection of Shakspeare's charac- and Family. It is unequal; but parts ters, from As You Like It, Lear, are drawn with great skill and

preMacbeth, and The Tempest, together cision; witness the fore-shortened leg with Falstaff.

It has, of course, of the fine vigorous little creature on great beauties; but wants fire, both its mother's knees. The girl with in the conception and execution. Mi- the pallet is a most interesting figure; randa is innocence personified ; and and the cast of features, hair, &c. the group of Lear and Cordelia is reminds one not a little of Leonardo, worthy of the artist's ancient name; or Luino; who, I shrewdly suspect, but the Macbeth is feeble, mean, and

are as great favourites with Mr. L. mannered; which latter fault per

as they are with me. Look at his vades the whole picture.

charming portrait of Mrs. Brooks O, for a draught of vintage ! that hath been the tone of his flesh is too low to

(307), and tell me if I am not right. Cool'd a long age in the deep-delved earth, Tasting of Flora, and the country green,

appear with advantage by the side Dance and provençal song, and sun-burnt of Phillips, Jackson, and Owen ; 0mirth!

therwise, I think his principal work O for a beaker full of the warm south, should have had a place in the School

of Painting, at least: Pickersgills are vigorous and true; the whole conMorning (340) might have made ception harmonized with a poet's way; or Mrs. Annesly's Mistake, en- power; that is, every thing about it titled Satan, &c. Martin's Revenge tells the same story; it is pregnant (379) would furnish matter for a with good sense (a great scarcity in very poetical article, but I must be modern art) and good feeling-it is a brief; therefore briefly, Mr. M. if moral picture; it holds the mirror you value your own fame, brush out up to the world, and shows it the the whole of your frittered, shingly, horrid deformity of its cold-blooded gaudy foreground, together with prejudices. We are all of us acting those execrably executed figures – the part of this Old Lord Luxury in put it in again in a broad massy se- his easy chair, every day, and are not vere style, so as to set off the sub- aware of it, in spite of Tom Jones lime distance, and you will have and Mr. Stephanoff. I shall see the achieved a work to live in the recol- better for this couching as long as I lections of our posterity, when not a live; so, I trust, will many more of us. thread of your canvas remains. Do This is being really a painter, not a not despise this advice, because the mere ornamental colourist líke Mr. giver is unknown to you ; it comes

****. I have not time to point from the greatest master of effect out all the variety of intelligence that ever lived, Rembrandt van Ryn! which is combined in this little picand, for a proof of my assertion, I ture; but I think that our Elia would refer you to his Jacob's Dream, in manage it beautifully-let me sugthe Dulwich Gallery; or his large gest it to him. I must, bowever, beetching of the Three Crosses ; from fore I go, compliment Mr. S. on which you will practically learn how the extreme modesty, freshness, inmaterially terror is increased by ob- nocence, and beauty, of the girl's scurity. This is a truism ; never- head; a fair young rose froin a theless it seems quite new to Mr. drooping stock. I never saw a more Martin. S. W. Reynolds, jun. ap- interesting countenance.

He was pears to possess talent; therefore, I am quite right in making her handsome, sorry he does not strive to imitate which is just as probable as that she nature, rather than the manner of Sir should be the reverse; besides, his Joshua's faded pictures. This is not object was to strike at once on the the way to rival his great namesake, sympathy; and beauty in distress but it is the way to draw on him a will always excite pity, where deforrepetition of the contemptuous clas- mity will create disgust !-There is sification, which confounded among still great room for improvement in the servile crowd the names of Sal- the mechanical parts, especially melviati, Leandro Bassano, Baroccio, lowness of touch, and surface ; but, Alessandro Mazzuolo, Jordaens, these difficulties being overcome, Bramer, Flink, and Eeckhout. See Mr. S. will find himself at once in a Reynolds's Works, Sixth Discourse. higher rank than the delineators of Over the door, we have a Hebe! by bitten apples, cut fingers, and all the a gentleman of the name of Stroeh- loug list of the results of mere dililing; and, I think, it can be safely set gent observation and patient imitadown, without flattery, as about the tion of objects intrinsically worthless, worst thing in the Academy. The and devoid of the genuine elements President's West, and this, are the al- of either humour or pathos. I hope pha and omega of modern portrait. that Poor Relations is sold—if not, Cat Grove, with the Winter Night's allow me to say, that 1501. could not Fight between the Gamekeepers and be better laid ont by a patron of art, Poachers (435, H. Corbould), has a than in the purchase of it. This is great deal of merit--so have Nos. entirely my own valuation. I never 366 and 421, by the Bones. Lane's saw Mr. S. in my life, and have no Portrait of Dr.

(427) is sort of communicati vith any one not only well painted, as becomes a belonging to him; but I have casulate pupil of Lawrence, but abso- ally heard a very high character of lutely more like than the original. him for industry, and for struggling

Poor Relations, by Stephanoff, most worthily for fame and a livelievinces very great and deep obser- hood, under truly disheartening cirvation of nature. The expressions cumstances. To this moment, I be

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