THE MUSEUM AT NAPLES.

The museum was formerly at Portici, but was removed to Naples some years

ago and is now called the Musæo Borbonico. The best statues, busts,

vases, and in short, whatever was supposed, from its materials or

construction, to have a superior value, were packed in fifty-two chests,

and conveyed from Portici to Palermo, at the time the court sought

refuge in that city, on the French penetrating into the Neapolitan

territory. What still remains, however, in the museum, has a high

intrinsic value; since no one can behold, without the strongest emotions

of admiration, the relics of the most transitory things, which for

nearly eighteen hundred years, have braved the ravages of time. Here are

to be seen bread, corn, dough which was about to be placed in the oven,

soap which had been used for washing, figs, and even egg-shells

perfectly white, and in as good a state as if the cook had broken them

an hour before. Here a kitchen presents itself provided with everything

requisite: trivets and pots stand on the hearth; stew-pans hang on the

wall; skimmers and tongs are placed in the corner; and a metal mortar

rests on the shaft of a pillar. Weights, hammers, scythes, and other

utensils of husbandry, are here blended with helms and arms. Sacrificing

bowls and knives; a number of well shaped glasses; large and small glass

bottles; lamps; vases; decorations for furniture; a piece of cloth;

nets; and even shoe soles; all sorts of female ornaments—necklaces,

rings and ear-rings; a wooden chess-board, reduced, indeed, to a cinder:

all these things are more or less injured by the fire; but still are

distinguishable at first sight.

Every apartment of the museum is laid with the most charming antique

floors, which are partly mosaic, from Pompeii, and partly marble, from

Herculaneum. Statues, vases, busts, chandeliers, altars, tables of

marble and bronze, are all in as good a state as if they had just come

from the hands of the artist. The coins which have been collected are

very numerous, and fill several cases. Medallions of marble, containing

on each side a bas-relief, are suspended by fine chains from the ceiling

of one of the apartments, and are within the reach of the hand, so as to

be conveniently turned and examined.

Most of the pictures found at Herculaneum, Pompeii and Stabiæ, and now

deposited in the museum, have been sawed from the walls of the edifices

they adorned. These unique relics of ancient art form an extensive

gallery of genuine antique pictures, the only one in the world, and may

on that account alone, be considered as an invaluable treasure. They are

placed in a range of apartments on the ground floor, and are suspended

against the walls in plain frames. Their size varies from a foot square,

to whole-length groups, nearly as large as life. Beside the injury they

have sustained by having been exposed to the heat of burning cinders,

they have been impaired by the modern varnish which was intended to

protect them: it would, therefore, not be right to subject their

coloring to the rigid rules of art; but the grouping of the Minotaur, of

the Telephus, of the sitting Orestes, and of the Bacchus and Ariadne, is

admirable. In their paintings, as well as in their sculptures, the

ancients were influenced by that love of simplicity which distinguishes

their works from those of the moderns, and the result is, that in them

the chief merits of composition are combined, unity of subject, and

unity of interest. When, again, it is considered that the paintings

collected in the museum at Naples were taken from the provincial towns,

it must be inferred, that those which were admitted in the chief seats

of art corresponded in excellence with the Laocoön and the Apollo. Such,

at least, was the judgment of the ancients themselves, and their taste

is not to be disputed.

[Illustration: PAPYRI.]

The museum at Naples excels all others in ancient bronze, a substance

which, although dearer, more difficult to be wrought, more inviting to

the rude grasp of avarice, and less beautiful than marble, forms the

greater proportion of the statues. The larger of them had been

originally composed of pieces connected by dove-tail joints; and these

promiscuous fragments have been recompiled into new figures, as in the

instance of the single horse made from four, in the center of the

court-yard of the museum. Those fragments which had escaped fusion, were

rent, inflated, or bruised, by the burning lava. In addition to these

misfortunes, they have been made up unhappily; for the eye of an artist

can sometimes detect two styles of art, evidently different, the large

and the exquisite, soldered together in the same statue. The figures the

most admired are, the drunken Faun, the sleeping Faun, the sitting

Mercury, the Amazon adjusting her robe, and an Augustus and a Claudius,

both of heroic size.

The most remarkable objects in the museum at Naples are the manuscripts,

found in two chambers of a house at Herculaneum. Although they have been

so frequently described, they must be seen, to furnish a correct idea of

them. Before they are unrolled, they resemble sticks of charcoal, or

cudgels reduced to the state of a cinder, and partly petrified. Their

general appearance before they are unrolled may be seen on the previous

page. In color they are black and chesnut-brown: and they are

unfortunately so decayed, that under each of them, as they lie in glass

cases, a quantity of dust and detached fragments may be perceived. Their

characters are legible in a certain light only, by a gloss and relief

which distinguishes the ink, or rather black paint, from the tinder.

Cut, crushed, crumbled on the edge, and caked by the sap remaining in

the leaves of the papyrus, they require in the operator great sagacity

to meet the variety of injuries they have received; since, in gluing

rashly the more delicate parts, he might reach the heart of a volume,

while working at the outside. At first, it appeared almost impracticable

ever to decipher a syllable of them; but to the industry and talents of

man nothing is impossible, and his curiosity impels him to the most

ingenious inventions.

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