[1] _Constable_, by C. Holmes. London: Unicorn Press, 1901.
[2] Having no concern here with disputed attributions, I have used
the name of Patinir for convenience’ sake alone. The connoisseur may
substitute any alternative he prefers.
[3] _Constable_, by C. J. Holmes.
[4] _Five Essays on Picturesque Subjects_, by William Gilpin, p. 19.
London, 1808.
[5] _A Tour to the Lakes_, by William Gilpin, vol. i. p. 89. London,
1808.
[6] Since this was written Mr. Binyon’s book, _The Flight of the
Dragon_ (Wisdom of the East Series: John Murray), has appeared,
which treats more fully and with far greater skill and knowledge
than I possess with the question of landscape in Eastern art. As
I unfortunately read the book too late to incorporate any of its
suggestions in the present article, I would refer those readers who
are interested to this masterly essay, which confirms and develops the
ideas at which I have hinted, without, I am glad to say, making it
necessary for me to alter my conclusions.
[7] For these observations on Indian art I am indebted to a highly
suggestive essay on ‘The Aims and Methods of Indian Art,’ by Dr.
Coomaraswamy, contained in his _Essays in National Idealism_. London:
Probsthain and Co.
[8] The charge that Cézanne’s work displays a ‘personal clumsiness of
touch’ was made by Mr. Holmes in his notes on the Grafton Exhibition in
1910, and though denied by some critics is completely borne out by the
judgment of those who knew the artist personally. M. Alexandre speaks
of his ‘éloquente impuissance.’
[9] _Introduction to an Exhibition of Pictures_, by Camille Pissarro,
at the Stafford Gallery. London, 1911.
[10] _La Nouvelle Héloïse_, Part I., Letter 23.
[11] _The Prelude._
[12] _The Dome_, vol. i. p. 147. London: Unicorn Press, 1899.
[13] _Notes on the Science of Picture-making_, by C.J. Holmes. Chatto
and Windus, 1910.
[14] _Notes on the Science of Picture-making_, by C. J. Holmes. Chatto
and Windus, 1910.
[15] Of the claim of Segantini to be considered the true mountain
artist I speak with some diffidence, as my acquaintance with him is
small. But from what I have seen, I should say that he found himself
unable to get away from the contrast between human figures and
landscape which hampered the early English water-colourists, with the
result that the spirit of the mountains does not dominate his pictures.
In any case, his outlook is purely that of the naturalist, and if he
is right, then Mr. Holmes is wrong--a conclusion to which I cannot
subscribe.
[16] _Saturday Review_, March 4, 1911.
[17] There lieth between us long space of shadowy mountains and
sounding sea. (Lang, Leaf, and Myers.)
[18] And it showed like a shield in the misty deep. (Butcher and Lang.)
[19] Yea, for he was a monstrous thing and fashioned marvellously, nor
was he like to any man that lives by bread, but like a wooded peak
of the towering hills, which stands out apart and alone from others.
(Butcher and Lang.)
[20] They found his wife therein: she was huge of bulk as a mountain
peak, and was loathly in their sight. (Butcher and Lang.)
[21] For I went up a craggy peak, a place of outlook, and saw the isle
crowned about with the circle of the endless sea, the isle itself lying
low: and in the midst thereof mine eyes beheld the smoke through the
thick coppice and the woodland. (Butcher and Lang.)
[22] For thence all Ida was plain to see: and plain to see were the
city of Priam, and the ships of the Achæans. (Lang, Leaf, and Myers.)
[23] No mortal man may scale it or set foot thereon, not though he had
twenty hands and feet. For the rock is smooth and sheer, as it were
polished. (Butcher and Lang.)
[24] Nay, they stood firm, and embattled like a steep rock and a great,
hard by the hoary sea, a rock that abides the swift paths of the shrill
winds, and the swelling waves that roar against it. Even so the Danaans
steadfastly abode the Trojans, and fled not away.
[25] Pitiless that thou art, the knight Peleus was not then thy father,
nor Thetis thy mother, but the grey sea bare thee, and the sheer
cliffs, so untoward is thy spirit.
[26] And Earth bore the long mountains, the graceful habitations of the
divine Nymphs, who dwell on the wooded mountains.
[27] Olympus, where, as they say, is the seat of the gods that standeth
fast for ever. Not by winds is it shaken, nor ever wet with rain, nor
does the snow come nigh thereto, but most clear air is spread about it,
and the white light floats over it.
[28] _Alpine Journal_, vol. xxii.
[29] The untrodden peaks of Parnassus shine forth and welcome for
mortals the rim of the new day.
[30] Mother of wild beasts.
[31] Of baleful counsel, wizard.
[32] Rawlinson, _ad Herod._ iv. 184.
[33] _Ad Pindar_, N. ii. 11.
[34] _Fasti_, v.
[35] ‘Might, daughter of Endurance,’ is the abstraction with which Mr
Bury replaces ‘Alcyone, daughter of Atlas.’
[36] Ætna, mother mine.
[37] Cool water which well-wooded Ætna pours down for me from her white
snow, a draught divine.
[38] Was wasting away like snow beneath the long ridge of Hæmus, or
Athos, or Rhodope, or Caucasus at the end of the world.
[39] High-counselling.
[40] Beneath the age-old mountains of Phlius.
[41] And he called it the Hill of Cronos: for before Oinomaos ruled, it
had no name, and it was wet with much snow.
[42] Ætna, whence purest springs of fire unapproachable burst forth
from their caverns; springs which by day pour out a lurid river of
smoke, but in the darkness the rocks are borne on eddies of blood-red
flame to fall crashing upon the ocean-plain far below. So does that
prone monster send forth torrents of fire most dread: a portent
wondrous to look upon, a marvel even to hear from those at hand.
[43] Pillar of heaven, snowy, nurse of keen snow through all the year.
[44] Cithæron, nurse of snow.
[45] Streams of fire shall one day break forth, devouring with
cruel jaws the level fields of fair-fruited Sicily: such fury shall
Typhoeus pour forth, boiling with the missiles of hot, insatiable,
fire-breathing spray, for all that the bolt of Zeus has scorched him to
ashes.
[46] _Il._ xii. 278.
[47] But they stood like mists that Cronos’ son setteth in windless
air on the mountain-tops, at peace, while the might of the north wind
sleepeth and of all the violent winds that blow with keen breath and
scatter apart the shadowing clouds. Even so the Danaans withstood the
Trojans steadfastly and fled not.
[48] And as when from the high crest of a great hill Zeus, the gatherer
of the lightning, hath stirred a dense cloud, and forth shine all the
peaks and sharp promontories, and glades, and from heaven the infinite
air breaks open.
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