In the midst of such a variety of occupations, Raffaello did not fail to

gratify the wishes of many private individuals, who were desirous of

having his designs for buildings, in which branch of art he was highly

celebrated, and also of possessing his pictures. I need only to refer to

the gallery of Agostini Chigi, which he ornamented with his own hand,

with the well known fable of Galatea. He afterwards, with the assistance

of his pupils, painted the Marriage of Psyche, at the banquet of which

he assembled all the heathen deities, with such propriety of form, with

their attendant symbols and genii, that in these fabulous subjects he

almost rivalled the Greeks. These pictures, and those also of the

chambers of the Vatican, were retouched by Maratta, with incredible

care; and the method he adopted, as described by Bellori, may serve as a

guide in similar cases. Raffaello also painted many altarpieces, with

saints generally introduced; as that Delle Contesse at Foligno, where he

introduced the Chamberlain of the Pope, alive, rather than drawn from

the life: that for S. Giovanni in Monte, at Bologna, of S. Cecilia, who,

charmed to rapture by a celestial melody, forgets her musical

instrument, which falls neglected from her hands; that for Palermo, of

Christ ascending Mount Calvary, called _dello Spasimo_, which, however

much disparaged by Cumberland, for having been retouched, is a noble

ornament of the royal collection at Madrid; and the others at Naples and

at Piacenza, which are mentioned by his biographers. He also painted S.

Michael for the King of France, and many other holy families[46] and

devotional subjects, which neither Vasari nor his other biographers have

fully enumerated.

But although the creation of these wonderful works was become a habit in

this great artist, still every part of his productions cannot be

considered as equally successful. It is known, that in the frescos of

the palace, and in the Chigi gallery, he was censured in some naked

figures for errors committed, as Vasari says, by some of his school.

Mengs, who varied his opinions at different periods of his life,

insinuates, that Raffaello for some time seemed to slumber, and did not

make those rapid strides in the art, which might have been expected from

his genius. This was, probably, when Michelangiolo was for some years

absent from Rome. But when he returned, and heard it reported that many

persons considered the paintings of Raffaello superior to his in colour,

of more beauty and grace in composition, and of a correspondent

excellence in design, whilst his works were said to possess none of

these qualities except the last; he was stimulated to avail himself of

the pencil of Fra Sebastiano, and at the same time supplied him with his

own designs. The most celebrated work which they produced in

conjunction, was a Transfiguration, in fresco, with a Flagellation, and

other figures, in a chapel of S. Peter in Montorio. Raffaello being

subsequently employed to paint a picture for the Cardinal Giulio de'

Medici, afterwards Clement VII., Sebastiano, in a sort of competition,

painted another picture of the same size. In the latter was represented

the raising of Lazarus; in the former, with the master's accustomed

spirit of emulation, the Transfiguration. "This is a picture which

combines," says Mengs, "more excellences than any of the previous works

of Raffaello. The expression in it is more exalted and more refined, the

chiaroscuro more correct, the perspective better understood, the

penciling finer, and there is a greater variety in the drapery, more

grace in the heads, and more grandeur in the style."[47] It represents

the mystery of the Transfiguration of Christ on the summit of Mount

Tabor. On the side of the hill he has placed a band of his disciples,

and with the happiest invention has engaged them in an action

conformable to their powers, and has thus formed an episode not beyond

the bounds of probability. A youth possessed is presented to them, that

they may expel the evil spirit that torments him; and in the possessed,

struggling with the presence of the demon, the confiding faith of the

father, the affliction of a beautiful and interesting female, and the

compassion visible in the countenances of the surrounding apostles, we

are presented with perhaps the most pathetic incident ever conceived.

Yet this part of the composition does not fix our regard so much as the

principal subject on the summit of the mountain. There the two prophets,

and the three disciples, are most admirably delineated, and the Saviour

appears enveloped in a glory emanating from the fountain of eternal

light, and surrounded by that chaste and celestial radiance, that is

reserved exclusively for the eyes of the elect. The countenance of

Christ, in which he has developed all his combined ideas of majesty and

beauty, may be considered the masterpiece of Raffaello, and seems to us

the most sublime height to which the genius of the artist, or even the

art itself, was capable of aspiring. After this effort he never resumed

his pencil, as he was soon afterwards suddenly seized with a mortal

distemper, of which he died, in the bosom of the church, on Good Friday,

(also the anniversary of his birthday,) 1520, aged thirty-seven years.

His body reposed for some days in the chamber where he was accustomed to

paint, and over it was placed this noble picture of the Transfiguration,

previous to his mortal remains being transferred to the church of the

Rotonda for interment. There was not an artist that was not moved to

tears at this affecting sight. Raffaello had always possessed the power

of engaging the affections of all with whom he was acquainted.

Respectful to his master, he obtained from the Pope an assurance that

his works, in one of the ceilings of the Vatican, should remain

unmolested; just towards his rivals, he expressed his gratitude to God

that he had been born in the days of Bonarruoti; gracious towards his

pupils, he loved them, and intrusted them as his own sons; courteous

even to strangers, he cheerfully lent his aid to all who asked his

advice; and in order to make designs for others, or to direct them in

their studies, he sometimes even neglected his own work, being alike

incapable of refusing or delaying his inestimable aid. All these

reflections forced themselves on the minds of the spectators, whose eyes

were at one moment directed to the view of his youthful remains, and of

those divine hands that had, in the imitation of her works, almost

excelled nature herself; and at another moment, to the contemplation of

this his latest production, which appeared to exhibit the dawn of a new

and wonderful style; and the painful reflection presented itself, that,

with the life of Raffaello, the brightest prospects of art were thus

suddenly obscured. The Pope himself was deeply affected at his death,

and requested Bembo to compose the epitaph which is now read on his

tomb; and his loss was considered as a national calamity throughout all

Italy. True indeed it is, that soon after his decease, Rome herself, and

her territory, experienced such unheard of calamities, that many had

just cause to envy him, not only the celebrity of his life, but the

opportune period of his death. He was not doomed to see the illustrious

Leo X., at a time when he extended the most exalted patronage to the

arts, poisoned by a sacrilegious hand; nor Clement VII., pressed by an

enraged enemy, seeking shelter in the Castle of S. Angelo, afterwards

compelled to fly for his life, and obliged to purchase, at enormous

sums, the liberty of his servants. Nor did he witness the horrors

attending the sacking of Rome, the nobility robbed and plundered in

their own palaces, the violation of hapless females in the convents;

prelates unrelentingly dragged to the scaffold, and priests torn from

the altars, and from the images of their saints, to whom they looked in

vain for refuge, slaughtered by the sword, and their bodies thrown out

of the churches a prey to the dogs. Nor did he survive to see that city,

which he had so illustrated by his genius, and where he had for so many

years shared the public admiration and esteem, wasted with fire and

sword. But of this we shall speak in another place, and shall here

adduce some observations on his style, selected from various authors,

and more particularly from Mengs, who has ably criticised it in his

works already enumerated by me, as well as in some others.

Raffaello is by common consent placed at the head of his art; not

because he excelled all others in every department of painting, but

because no other artist has ever possessed the various parts of the art

united in so high a degree. Lazzarini even asserts, that he was guilty

of errors, and that he is only the first, because he did not commit so

many as others. He ought, however, to have allowed, that his defects

would be excellences in any other artist, being nothing more in him than

the neglect of that higher degree of perfection to which he was capable

of attaining. The art, indeed, comprehends so many and such difficult

parts, that no individual artist has been alike distinguished in all;

even Apelles was said to yield to Amphion in disposition and harmony, to

Asclepiadorus in proportion, and to Protogenes in application.

The style of design of Raffaello, as seen in those drawings, divested of

colours, which now form the chief ornaments of cabinets, presents us, if

we may use the term, with the pure transcript of his imagination, and we

stand in amaze at the contours, grace, precision, diligence, and genius,

which they exhibit. One of the most admired of his drawings I once saw

in the gallery of the Duke of Modena, a most finished and superior

specimen, uniting in style all the invention of the best painters of

Greece, and the execution of the first artists of Italy. It has been

made a question whether Raffaello did not yield to Michelangiolo in

drawing; and Mengs himself confesses, that he did, as far as regards the

anatomy of the muscles, and in strong expression, in which he considers

Raffaello to have imitated Michelangiolo. But we need not say with

Vasari, that in order to prove that he understood the naked figure as

well as Michelangiolo, he appropriated to himself the designs of that

great master. On the contrary, in the figures of the two youths in the

Incendio di Borgo, criticised by Vasari, one of whom is in the act of

leaping from a wall to escape the flames, and the other is fleeing with

his father on his shoulders, he not only proved that he had a perfect

knowledge of the action of the muscles and the anatomy requisite for a

painter, but prescribed the occasion when this style might be used

without impropriety, as in figures of a robust form engaged in violent

action. He moreover commonly marked the principal parts in the naked

figure, and indicated the others after the example of the better ancient

masters, and where he wrought from his own ideas, his execution was most

correct. On this subject Bellori may be consulted at page 223 of the

work already quoted, and the annotations to vol. ii. of Mengs, (page

197,) made by the Cavaliere d'Azzara, minister of the king of Spain at

Rome, an individual, who, in conferring honour on the artist, has by his

own writing conferred honour on art itself.

In chasteness of design, Raffaello was by some placed on a level with

the Greeks, though this praise we must consider as extravagant. Agostino

Caracci commends him as a model of symmetry; and in that respect, more

than in any other, he approached the ancients; except, observes Mengs,

in the hands, which being rarely found perfect in the ancient statues,

he had not an equal opportunity of studying, and did not therefore

design them so elegantly as the other parts. He selected the beautiful

from nature, and as Mariette observes, whose collection was rich in his

designs, he copied it with all its imperfections, which he afterwards

gradually corrected, as he proceeded with his work. Above all things, he

aimed at perfecting the heads, and from a letter addressed to

Castiglione on the Galatea of the Palazzo Chigi, or of the Farnesina, he

discovers how intent he was to select the best models of nature, and to

perfect them in his own mind.[48] His own Fornarina assisted him in this

object. Her portrait, by Raffaello's own hand, was formerly in the

Barberini palace, and it is repeated in many of his Madonnas, in the

picture of S. Cecilia, in Bologna, and in many female heads. Critics

have often expressed a wish that these heads had possessed a more

dignified character, and in this respect he was, perhaps, excelled by

Guido Reni, and however engaging his children may be, those of Titian

are still more beautiful. His true empire was in the heads of his men,

which are portraits selected with judgment, and depicted with a dignity

proportioned to his subject. Vasari calls the air of these heads

superhuman, and calls on us to admire the expression of age in the

patriarchs, simplicity of life in the apostles, and constancy of faith

in the martyrs; and in Christ in the Transfiguration, he says, there is

a portion of the divine essence itself transferred to his countenance,

and made visible to mortal eyes.

This effect is the result of that quality that is called expression, and

which, in the drawing of Raffaello has attracted more admiration of late

years than formerly. It is remarkable, that not only Zuccaro, who was

indeed a superficial writer, but that Vasari, and Lomazzo himself, so

much more profound than either of them, should not have conferred on him

that praise which he afterwards received from Algarotti, Lazzarini, and

Mengs. Lionardo was the first, as we shall see in the Milanese School,

to lead the way to delicacy of expression; but that master, who painted

so little, and with such labour, is not to be compared to Raffaello, who

possessed the whole quality in its fullest extent. There is not a

movement of the soul, there is not a character of passion known to the

ancients, and capable of being expressed by art, that he has not caught,

expressed, and varied, in a thousand different ways, and always within

the bounds of propriety. We have no tradition of his having, like Da

Vinci, frequented the public streets to seek for subjects for his

pencil; and his numerous pictures prove that he could not have devoted

so much time to this study, while his drawings clearly evince, that he

had not equal occasion for such assistance. Nature, as I have before

remarked, had endowed him with an imagination which transported his mind

to the scene of the event, either fabulous or remote, in which he was

engaged, and awoke in him the very same emotions which the subjects of

such story must themselves have experienced; and this vivid conception

assisted him until he had designed his subject with that distinctness

which he had either observed in other countenances, or found in his own

mind. This faculty, seldom found in poets, and still more rarely in

painters, no one possessed in a more eminent degree than Raffaello. His

figures are passions personified; and love, fear, hope, and desire,

anger, placability, humility, or pride, assume their places by turns, as

the subject changes; and while the spectator regards the countenances,

the air, and the gestures of his figures, he forgets that they are the

work of art, and is surprised to find his own feelings excited, and

himself an actor in the scene before him. There is another delicacy of

expression, and this is the gradation of the passions, by which every

one perceives whether they are in their commencement or at their height,

or in their decline. He had observed their shades of difference in the

intercourse of life, and on every occasion he knew how to transfer the

result of his observations to his canvas. Even his silence is eloquent,

and every actor

"Il cor negli occhi, e nella fronte ha scritto:"

the smallest perceptible motion of the eyes, of the nostrils, of the

mouth, and of the fingers, corresponds to the chief movements of every

passion; the most animated and vivid actions discover the violence of

the passion that excites them; and what is more, they vary in

innumerable degrees, without ever departing from nature, and conform

themselves to a diversity of character without ever risking propriety.

His heroes possess the mien of valour; his vulgar, an air of debasement;

and that, which neither the pen nor the tongue could describe, the

genius and art of Raffaello would delineate with a few strokes of the

pencil. Numbers have in vain sought to imitate him; his figures are

governed by a sentiment of the mind, while those of others, if we except

Poussin and a very few more, seem the imitation of tragic actors from

the scenes. This is Raffaello's chief excellence; and he may justly be

denominated the painter of mind. If in this faculty be included all that

is difficult, philosophical, and sublime, who shall compete with him in

the sovereignty of art?

Another quality which Raffaello possessed in an eminent degree was

grace, a quality which may be said to confer an additional charm on

beauty itself. Apelles, who was supremely endowed with it among the

ancients, was so vain of the possession that he preferred it to every

other attribute of art.[49] Raffaello rivalled him among the moderns,

and thence obtained the name of the new Apelles. Something might,

perhaps, be advantageously added to the forms of his children, and other

delicate figures which he represented, but nothing can add to their

gracefulness, for if it were attempted to be carried further it would

degenerate into affectation, as we find in Parmegiano. His Madonnas

enchant us, as Mengs observes, not because they possess the perfect

lineaments of the Medicean Venus, or of the celebrated daughter of

Niobe; but because the painter in their portraits and in their

expressive smiles, has personified modesty, maternal love, purity of

mind, and, in a word, grace itself. Nor did he impress this quality on

the countenance alone, but distributed it throughout the figure in its

attitude, gesture, and action, and in the folds of the drapery, with a

dexterity which may be admired, but can never be rivalled. His freedom

of execution was a component part of this grace, which indeed vanishes

as soon as labour and study appear; for it is with the painter as with

the orator, in whom a natural and spontaneous eloquence delights us,

while we turn away with indifference from an artificial and studied

harangue.

In regard to the province of colour, Raffaello must yield the palm to

Titian and Correggio, although he himself excelled Michelangiolo and

many others. His frescos may rank with the first works of other schools

in that line: not so his pictures in oil. In the latter he availed

himself of the sketches of Giulio, which were composed with a degree of

hardness and timidity; and though finished by Raffaello, they have

frequently lost the lustre of his last touch. This defect was not

immediately apparent, and if Raffaello's life had been prolonged, he

would have been aware of the injuries his pictures received from the

lapse of time, and would not have finished them in so light a manner. He

is on this account more admired in his first subject in the Vatican,

painted under Julius II., than in those he executed under Leo X., for

being there pressed by a multiplicity of business, and an idea of the

importance of a grander style, he became less rich and firm in his

colouring. That, however, he excelled in these respects is evinced by

his portraits, when not having an opportunity of displaying his

invention, composition, and beautiful style of design, he appears

ambitious to distinguish himself by his colouring. In this respect his

two portraits of Julius II. are truly admirable, the Medicean and the

Corsinian: that of Leo X. between the two cardinals; and above all, in

the opinion of an eminent judge, Renfesthein, that of Bindo Altoviti, in

the possession of his noble descendants at Florence, by many regarded as

a portrait of Raphael himself.[50] The heads in his Transfiguration are

esteemed the most perfect he ever painted, and Mengs extols the

colouring of them as eminently beautiful. If there be any exception, it

is in the complexion of the principal female, of a greyish tint, as is

often the case in his delicate figures; in which he is therefore

considered to excel less than in the heads of his men. Mengs has made

many exceptions to the chiaroscuro of Raffaello, as compared with that

of Correggio, on which connoisseurs will form their own decision. We are

told that he disposed it with the aid of models of wax; and the relief

of his pictures, and the beautiful effect in his Heliodorus, and in the

Transfiguration, are ascribed to this mode of practice. To his

perspective, too, he was most attentive. De Piles found, in some of his

sketches, the scale of proportion.[51] It is affirmed by Algarotti, that

he did not attempt to paint _di sotto in su_. But to this opinion we may

oppose the example we find in the third arch of the gallery of the

Vatican, where there is a perspective of small columns, says Taja,

imitated _di sotto in su_. It is true, that in his larger works he

avoided it; and in order to preserve the appearance of nature, he

represented his pictures as painted on a tapestry, attached by means of

a running knot to the entablature of the room.

But all the great qualities which we have enumerated, would not have

procured for Raffaello such an extraordinary celebrity, if he had not

possessed a wonderful felicity in the invention and disposition of his

subjects, and this circumstance is, indeed, his highest merit. It may

with truth be said, that in aid of this object he availed himself of

every example, ancient and modern; and that these two requisites have

not since been so united in any other artist. He accomplishes in his

pictures that which every orator ought to aim at in his speech--he

instructs, moves, and delights us. This is an easy task to a narrator,

since he can regularly unfold to us the whole progress of an event. The

painter, on the contrary, has but the space of a moment to make himself

understood, and his talent consists in describing not only what is

passing, and what is likely to ensue, but that which has already

occurred. It is here that the genius of Raffaello triumphs. He embraces

the whole subject. From a thousand circumstances he selects those alone

which can interest us; he arranges the actors in the most expressive

manner; he invents the most novel modes of conveying much meaning by a

few touches; and numberless minute circumstances, all uniting in one

purpose, render the story not only intelligible, but palpable. Various

writers have adduced in example the S. Paul at Lystra, which is to be

seen in one of the tapestries of the Vatican. The artist has there

represented the sacrifice prepared for him and S. Barnabas his

companion, as to two gods, for having restored a lame man to the use of

his limbs. The altar, the attendants, the victims, the musicians, and

the axe, sufficiently indicate the intentions of the Lystrians. S. Paul,

who is in the act of tearing his robe, shews that he rejects and abhors

the sacrilegious honours, and is endeavouring to dissuade the populace

from persisting in them. But all this were vain, if it had not indicated

the miracle which had just happened, and which had given rise to the

event. Raffaello added to the group the lame man restored to the use of

his limbs, now easily recognized again by all the spectators. He stands

before the apostles rejoicing in his restoration; and raises his hands

in transport towards his benefactors, while at his feet lie the crutches

which had recently supported him, now cast away as useless. This had

been sufficient for any other artist; but Raffaello, who wished to carry

reality to the utmost point, has added a throng of people, who, in their

eager curiosity, remove the garment of the man, to behold his limbs

restored to their former state. Raffaello abounds with examples like

these, and he may be compared to some of the classical writers, who

afford the more matter for reflection the more they are studied. It is

sufficient to have noticed in the inventive powers of Raffaello, those

circumstances which have been less frequently remarked; the movement of

the passions, which is entirely the work of expression, the delight

which proceeds from poetical conceptions, or from graceful episodes, may

be said to speak for themselves, nor have any occasion to be pointed out

by us.

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