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AURORA AND TITHONUS.

Character, Young and Genial Beauty, contrasted with Age,-the accessories full of the mixed warmth and chillness of morning; Painter, Guido.

The joyous day 'gan early to appear,
And fair Aurora from the dewy bed

Of aged Tithon 'gan herself to rear

With rosy cheeks, for shame as blushing red.
Her golden locks, for haste, were loosely shed
About her ears, when Una did her mark
Climb to her chariot, all with flowers spread,
From heaven high to chace the cheerless dark :
With merry note her loud salutes the mounting lark.

THE BRIDE AT THE ALTAR.

Character, Flushed yet Lady-like Beauty, with ecstatic Angels regarding her; Painter, the same.

Behold, while she before the altar stands,
Hearing the holy priest that to her speaks,
And blesses her with his two happy hands,
How the red roses flush up in her cheeks!
And the pure snow, with goodly vermeil stain,
Like crimson dyed in grain!

That ev'n the angels, which continually
About the sacred altar do remain,

Forget their service and about her fly,

Oft peeping in her face, that seems more fair 35

The more they on it stare;

But her sad eyes, still fastened on the ground,

Are governed with goodly modesty,

That suffers not one look to glance awry,

Which may let in a little thought unsound.

35 66 Oft peeping in her face," &c.- -I cannot think the words peeping and stare, the best which the poet could have used; but he is aggravating the beauties of his bride in a long epithalamium, and sacrificing everything to her superiority. The third line is felicitous.

A NYMPH BATHING.

Character, Ecstasy of Conscious and Luxurious Beauty; Painter, the same.

-Her fair locks which formerly were bound

Up in one knot, she low adown did loose,

Which flowing long and thick, her cloth'd around,
And the ivory in golden mantle gown'd;

So that fair spectacle was from him reft,

Yet that which reft it, no less fair was found:
So hid in locks and waves from looker's theft,
Nought but her lovely face she for his looking left.

Withal she laughèd, and she blush'd withal,36
That blushing to her laughter gave more grace,
And laughter to her blushing.

36"Withal she laughed," &c.-Perhaps this is the loveliest thing of the kind, mixing the sensual with

the graceful, that ever was painted. The couplet So hid in locks and waves, &c. would be an excessive instance of the sweets of alliteration, could we bear to miss a particle of it.

THE CAVE OF DESPAIR.

Character, Savage and Forlorn Scenery, occupied by Squalid Misery ; Painter, Salvator Rosa.

Ere long they come where that same wicked wight

His dwelling has, low in a hollow cave,
Far underneath a craggy cliff y pight,
Dark, doleful, dreary, like a greedy grave,
That still for carrion carcasses doth crave;
On top whereof ay dwelt the ghastly owl,
Shrieking his baleful note, which ever drave
Far from that haunt all other cheerful fowl,
And all about it wand'ring ghosts did wail and howl:

And all about old stocks and stubs of trees,
Whereon nor fruit nor leaf was ever seen,
Did hang upon the ragged rocky knees,
On which had many wretches hangèd been,
Whose carcasses were scattered on the green,
And thrown about the cliffs. Arrived there,
That bare-head knight, for dread and doleful teen,*
Would fain have fled, nor durst approachen near,
But th' other forc'd him stay and comforted in fear.

*Teen, anxiety.

Look'd deadly dull, and stared as astoun'd;
His raw-bone cheeks, through penury and pine,
Were shrunk into his jaws, as he did never dine.
That darksome cave they enter where they find
That cursed man low sitting on the ground,
Musing full sadly in his sullen mind;

His griesly locks, long growen and unbound,
Disordered hung about his shoulders round,
And hid his face through which the hollow eyne.

His garment nought but many ragged clouts,
With thorns together pinn'd and patchèd was,
The which his naked sides he wrapp'd about;
And him beside there lay upon the grass
A dreary corse, whose life away did pass,
All wallow'd in his own yet lukewarm blood,
That from his wound yet wellèd fresh alas!
In which a rusty knife fast fixed stood,

And made an open passage for the gushing flood.

Still finer than this description are the morbid sophistry and the fascinations of terror that follow it in the original; but as they are less poetical or pictorial than argumentative, the extract is limited accordingly. There is a tradition that when Sir Philip Sidney read this part of the Faerie Queene, he fell into transports of admiration.

A KNIGHT IN BRIGHT ARMOUR LOOKING INTO A CAVE.

Character, A deep effect of Chiaroscuro, making deformity visible; Painter, Rembrandt.

But full of fire and greedy hardiment,

The youthful knight would not for aught be stay'd,
But forth unto the darksome hole he went,
And looked in. His glistering armour made

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A little glooming light, much like a shade;
By which he saw the ugly monster plain,

Half like a serpent horribly display'd,

But th' other half did woman's shape retain,

Most loathsome, filthy foul, and full of vile disdain.

37 A little glooming light, much like a shade."- -Spenser is very fond of this effect, and has repeatedly painted it. I am not aware that any body noticed it before him. It is evidently the original of the passage in Milton :

Where glowing embers through the room
Teach light to counterfeit a gloom.

Observe the pause at the words looked in.

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