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and that the Divine Infant impresses no weight send for it in three days, it will be disposed of, upon the book — as indeed a spiritual presence with the addition of a tail and some other little would not - yet Murillo is guilty of allowing appendages, to Mr. Hare, the famous wild. the spiritual form to throw a shadow! Nor is beast man; Mr. Hogarth having given that this the only instance in which Murillo has gentleman a conditional promise of it for an fallen into this error, an error which, so far as exhibition of pictures, on his Lordship's rewe are aware, has escaped criticism. Curious fusal. indeed that one who so often shines forth as a heaven-inspired artist, one whose choice of
The harshness and repulsiveness of subjects proves that his thoughts dwelt con- Lord Holland's features are commemostantly in another world, should have over- rated by more than one parliamentary looked this essential and very beautiful dis- sarcasm, and we have already seen him tinction between the spirit and the flesh, and haggling with Reynolds. A similar should have given to the one such a marked threat was actually put in execution by a attribute of the other. But if the great painter painter named Du Bost some sixty years has thus not always proved himself an accu- since. Failing to extract an extravagant rate poet, a great poet has in similar circum- price for a picture of Mr. and Mrs. Hope, stances proved himself a true painter. Dante; of Deepdene, he exhibited it for money throughout his glorious journey, keeps in sight in Pall Mall, as “ Beauty and the Beast, this spiritual indication :
till her brother entered the room and cut Ora, se innanzi a me nulla s'adombra, Non ti maravigliar, più che de' cieli,
it to pieces. An action was brought, and Che l'uno all' altro 'l raggio non ingombra. tried before Lord Ellenborough, who Or as Longfellow renders it :
held that the picture being a libel the Now if in front of me no shadow fall,
plaintiff could only recover damages for Marvel not at it more than at the heavens, the loss of the canvas and the paint. Because one ray impedeth not another.
Semble (as the Year Books have it) that There is another art-criticism suscep- he was therefore entitled to no damages tible of practical application. The sub- at all.* ject is a portrait of Mary Augusta, Lady The modern artist of whom we are Holland, by Watts :
most frequently reminded in Holland Watts pronounces this his finest piece of House is Watts ; a painter whose best colouring. On a canvas which measures 85 portraits, instinct with mind and charinches by 61, Lady Holland is represented as acter, are historic pictures as well as standing in a corner of the Gilt Room. The likenesses. “ About the year 1843 he massive plaits of her auburn hair are displayed, arrived in Florence with a letter of introwithout rudeness, by her back being turned to duction to the late Lord Hollard, then a looking-glass ! thus, was, at that time, very new in painting ; Grand Duke of Tuscany. Lord Holland,
Utilizing a looking glass English Minister at the Court of the nor are there many artists to this day who, having the idea, would care to profit by it.
ever ready with kind and generous hospiBut photography, which can afford to give de tality, invited the young artist to stay at tails without making them extras, has hack- the Legation. At first Mr. Watts only neyed the looking-glass idea into a looking- 'intended to spend a short time in Florglass trick, and reduced it to the condition of ence, but he remained on from day to a fine melody popularized on barrel-organs. day for nearly four years, in an increasIn the picture before us, the looking-glass not ing intimacy agreeable to all parties. To only contributes a second view, but gives us this intimacy we owe some of the best variety in reflection. Everything is well man
portraits and restorations at Holland aged. The drawing is good, the arrangement effective; and as for the colouring : what is House.” There are portraits by him of dark, is rich; what is light, is pure; what is Guizot, Thiers, Jerome Buonaparte, the shade, is harmonious.
Duc d'Aumale, Sir Antony Panizzi, Mr.
Cotterell, Mr. Cheney, the Princess The “ Fourth West Room” contains Lieven, the Countess Castiglione, the three pictures by Hogarth, one of which, third Lord Holland, Elizabeth Lady Hola portrait of Henry, first Lord Holland, land, and Mary Augusta (the present) may be connected with an anecdote print- Lady Holland, taken in a Nice hat at ed without the name.
A nobleman hav.
Florence in 1843. “ This picture is ing refused to take or pay for his portrait, charmingly painted, and gives us the painted to order, was thus addressed:
present hostess of Holland House preMr. Hogarth's dutiful respects to Lord siding, as it were, over one of its most finding that he does not mean to have the pic. sociable rooms, with a smile which lights ture which was drawn for him, is informed again of Mr. Hogarth's necessity for the * Du Boste 3. Beresford. - Cainpbell's “Nisi Prius money; if, therefore, his Lordship does not keports," vol. ii. p. 511.
up her face as much as the ray of sun- during the minority of the third Lord shine lights up the picture."
Holland. On May-day, 1753, an enterIn this same room hangs “ Mary Fox, tainment was given in this room,
of which an old-fashioned picture of an old-fash- a singular reminiscence has been preioned-looking little girl, with a fine Span- served in the shape of a list of the comish pointer as big as herself, whose name pany and an account of their proceedings. must be mentioned for auld lang syne, There were twenty-one couples of dan. Eliza." A steel engraving of this picture cers : Mr. George Selwyn dancing with forms the frontispiece of the first volume Miss Kitty Compton, the Earl of Hillsof the work.
borough with Lady Caroline Fox, the The portrait of the Princess de Lieven Duke of Richmond with Miss Bishop, is one of extraordinary merit, and it is Captain Sandys with the Countess of added that Watts ranks it amongst his Coventry, &c. Lady Albemarle, Lady best. It gives occasion for a slight, but Yarmouti, Mrs. Digby, and Mr. Fox striking, biographical notice, most of the played two pools at quadrille. Five genparticulars of which are taken from a tlemen and four ladies “cut in at whist," manuscript in the possession of Lady including the Duke and Duchess of Holland :
Bedford, Lady Townshend, and Mr.
Digby. In appearance dignified, in manners simple,
Five played cribbage. Eight, with the intellect of a man and the pliability including Mr. H. Walpole and Mr. Cal. of a woman ; well dressed, and always suitably craft, only looked on.” Lord Bateman to her years, she presented in herself a general and the Earl of Holderness “danced concentration of charms; and these, wherever minuets only:” she went, she seemed unwittingly to dispense without self-privation. Her style in writing
The Card Players play'd but a little while. harmonized with her other qualities, and was
The Card Tables (in Number three) were in always in harmony with her subject. She
Lady Caroline's Dressing Room. The Balcould be grave, gay, learned, sarcastic. One cony, as well as the Gilt Room, was lighted generaily loves doing what one does well ; she up, and they danced a little while in both. wrote well and loved to use her pen. She has
Tea, Negus, &c., at which Mrs. Fannen Pre. been
At One We all very aptly said to combine "la raison de sided, in the Tapestry room. la Rochefoucauld avec les manières de Madame went down to a Cold Supper, at Three Tables
in the Saloon, and three in the Dining Room. de Sévigné.” But with all this she had no taste for reading, except the newspapers; and Desert (sic), and Ice.
Supper was remov'd at each Table with a her ignorance upon some common subjects would have been marvellous even in a school
All sate down, Lady Townshend, Lady Fitzwilliams, Duke of Marlbro', and Mr. Legge, only Excepted who went before Supper.
Danced after Supper. Her end was touching and dignified. Natu
No Darcer went before three, or stay'd after rally nervous about herself, she had dreaded Five. the slightest indisposition ; but when she heard
The Tables Prepar'd in the Supper Rooms that her doom was sealed, she looked death held Fifty-six. A Corner Table was plac'd calmly in the face, and conformed to the last Extraordinary for Six Men, Besides. Sate rites of the Protestant Church. Feeling the down to Supper in all Sixty-two. supreme moment at hand, she requested that Lord Digby, and Mr. Bateman, did not sup, Guizot and his son would leave her bedside, in but walk'd about admiring. order that they might be spared the painful sight of her agony. She had, however, still After a bit of moralizing in her manner, strength enough to address Guizot, her old the Princess winds up her entertaining and devoted friend, tracing in pencil these chapter of “The Gili Room” in these words: “Merci de vingt ans d'amitié et de
words : bonheur."
And so the brilliant medal has its reverse : Speaking of Cleyn, in his “ Anecdotes for now, in spite of being still sometimes filled of Painting," Walpole says,
" There is still extant a beautiful chamber adorned said to be tenanted by the solitary ghost of its
by a joyous, laughing crowd, the Gilt Room is by him at Holland House with a ceiling first lord, who, according to tradition, issues in grotesque, and small compartments on forth at midnight from behind a secret door, the chimneys, in the style, and not un- and walks slowly through the scenes of former worthy, of Parmeggiano." This is “ The triumphs with his head in his hand. To add Gilt Room." All the decorations and to this mystery, there is a tale of three spots of paintings in it have been restored by blood on the side of the recess whence he Watts, who found no traces of any paint issues, three spots of blood which can never be
effaced. ing on the chimney-piece; and the old ceiling, having fallen in, was replaced Macaulay has said all that could be
said for the Library, and he might have tice or neglect which his lordship thinks expatiated in much the same strain on can be accounted for “in no other way “ The Library Passage,” where many an than by considering it as a fixed and setillustrious guest has lingered over the tled rule that there is a line drawn in this prints, portraits, photographs, and auto-country between the ruling caste and the graphs on the walls. Here is the so- rest of the community;". May it not be called portrait of Addison, with his last accounted for by the habits and disposiautograph ; a miniature of the Empress tion of the man who was content to pass Catherine, with her autograph ; the min-his whole life in a dependent position ? iature of Robespierre, on ihe back of Moreover, his intellectual efforts never which may be read, in the handwriting attracted much attention beyond a limited of Charles Fox : “ Un scélérat, un lâche circle. He died in 1843. The year beet un fou."
fore his death, Sydney Smith writes to But before quite leaving the LIBRARY PAS. Lady Holland : SAGE we must not forget to look at the win I am sorry to hear Allen is not well; but dows. In the southern window is a pane of the reduction of his legs is a pure and un. glass removed from the window of what we mixed good; they are enormous, — they are believe used to be Rogers's dressing-room in clerical! He has the creed of a philosopher the East Turret. Upon this pane of glass are and the legs of a clergyman; I never saw such cut some lines by Hookham Frere. They date legs, - at least belonging to a layman. from October 1811, and run as follows: May neither fire destroy nor waste impair
We must not forget to mention that Nor time consume thee till the twentieth Heir, some letters from Moore and Rogers
May Taste respect thee and may Fashion spare. form part of the hitherto unpublished To which we add a devout Amen! and to MSS. of Holland House. which Rogers is reported to have said, “I
“ Yet a few years, and the shades and wonder where he got the diamond.”
structures may follow their illustrious The “ Yellow Drawing-room” alone masters. The wonderful city, which, anboasts relics and memorials enough to cient and gigantic as it is, still continues excite the envy of the richest and most to grow as fast as a young town of logfortunate collector ; and the chapter de- wood by a water privilege in Michigan, voted to it contains matter of historical may soon displace those turrets and garvalue, which we pass over with regret. dens which are associated with so much “ The Miniature Room" and the “ Print that is interesting and noble, with the Room,” also, are eminently, suggestive courtly magnificence of Rich, with the and rich. But it is as much as we can loves of Ormond, with the counsels of do to afford space for “ Allen's Room ; Cromwell, with the death of Addison," and Lady Holland's "pet atheist” (as Al- If we are not misinformed, arrangements len was called) is an indispensable figure have been made that will prevent these in our group. He was recommended, in turrets and gardens from being speedily 1801, by Sydney Smith to Lord Holland, displaced. But we tremble when we think who wanted a “clever young Scotch med- of the fate impending over the Northumical man ” to accompany him to Spain.berland House lion : of Fonthill dismanThey suited each other so well that he tled and coming down with a crash : of was domesticated in Holland House. the ring of the auctioneer's hammer in “ To Lady Holland he must have been a the princely halls of Stowe : of the disfriendly factotum. He almost always at- persion of the art treasures of Strawberry tended' her on her drives, was usually in- Hill, just as it was about to derive fresh vited out with her and Lord Holland to lustre from taste and munificence. If, dinner, and in Holland House sat at the then, the stately fabric we have been combottom of the table and carved. In this memorating, with its priceless contents, performance Lady Holland was apt to must perish, so much the greater will be fidget him by giving him directions, and the debt of gratitude due from future genhe would assert his independence by lay-erations to those who afford the means ing down the knife and fork and telling of keeping it permanently present to the her she had better do it herself !” mind's eye. Non omnis moriar. Though
His character has been carefully drawn lost to sight, to memory dear. Good copby Lord Brougham, who raises the ques-ies are nearly as effective as originals in tion why “ with his great talents, long supplying food for reflection, in appealing experience, many rare accomplishments, and connection with statesmen,” he was • "Lord Macaulay's Essays." We have found no never brought into public life ; an injus-trace of the loves of Ormond át Holland House.
to the imagination and the heart. Hein- light might thus be thrown upon a very rich Heine said of a celebrated poem that, difficult and delicate branch of natural if suddenly destroyed, it might be com- science. The story I am about to tell, if pletely reproduced from a translation story it can be called, concerns one of which he named. Thanks to the work those purgatories of modern existence, before us, with its graphic delineations those limbos of the weary and restless and descriptions, if Holland House were spirit. Gentle reader, have you ever to be burnt down or swallowed up to- been in Fife? The question is somemorrow, its most inspiring elevating as- what insulting to your intelligence. No sociations would survive, and everything doubt there is finer scenery to be had in it or about it, capable of miterial repro- elsewhere ; no doubt the calm landscape, duction, might be reproduced.
with its low hills, its rich fields, its bold yet unexciting sea-margin, its line of tiny seaports, is not of the kind which lays a
very forcible hold upon the imagination ; From Blackwood's Magazine.
yet Fife has still its individual flavour, A RAILWAY JUNCTION :
perhaps less hackneyed, if less pictur
esque, than the Highland glens and hills. OR, THE ROMANCE OF LADYBANK,
The simile is perhaps an unfortunate one, RAILWAYS, I suppose, have many ad- and may recall to some chance traveller vantages ; at least we have been told so, the very distinct and not delightful so often, that a kind of belief in them has savour of the little coast towns in the taken a firm hold of the modern mind. heyday of the herring-curing, when every We say to ourselves that it is a great street is possessed by the cured and the thing to have so many facilities of loco- curers, and the air for miles around conmotion; and there are even some intelli-veys a most ancient and fishlike smell to gences which feel themselves enlarged all fastidious nostrils. The process is and enlightened by the mere vague not pleasant, but it is quaint, and not grandeur of dashing through the air at without its interest to those whose olfacthe rate of thirty or forty miles an hour, tory nerves are strong enough to bear it; though at risks which are somewhat and the scene has a certain homely picappalling to contemplate. Perhaps, in- turesqueness of its own. The boats deed, these risks add to the pleasure by rolling with a clumsy movement, half adding to the excitement. * The dan- rustic, half salt-water - something beger's self were lure alone,” as it is in tween the lurch of a sailor and the heavy climbing the Alps and other risky expe- gait of a ploughman — with brown sails, ditions. But in mere speed, that much and a silvery underground of herring desired and discouraged mode of pro- overflowing everything below, to the rude gression the broomstick, open as it was pier; the band of spectators on the stony only to the Illuminati, a class even more quay above, hanging upon the very marexclusive than the Alpine Club, must gin, looking down as from a precipice have had superior advantages ; and in upon the grey, indifferent fishermen, point of danger, the old coaches, I be- screaming at them as with one voice; lieve, were scarcely inferior, though their the rude tables set out in the streets, catastrophes were less impressive to the with sturdy female operators, knife in imagination, and the victims fewer, in hand, barricaded with herring-barrels ; each individual event. There is one the bustle, the hum, the fish, pervading point, however, in which nothing, so far the whole scene - rampant industry at as I am aware, has ever equalled the its roughest and wildest ; with the calm railway, and that is the junction which sea plashing softly on the rocks on one here and there over the whole country, hand, and the calm green country on the or, it might be said, over the whole world, other, looking on, both with a silent binds several lines together, and contrib- scrutiny which looks almost reproachful, utes an important element to that gen- but is merely indifferent, as nature always eral power of upsetting the mental is. How strange that this odd saturnalia equilibrium which is possessed by this should belong to the most sober and age. How much the neighbourhood of a steady-going of all agencies – that Trade good junction may have to do with the which makes Great Britain (as people production of cases of "brain-fag," and say) what she is, yet in itself is often so other mysterious complications of the little attractive, so noisy, so lawless ! mental and physical systems, it would be The smell of the cured herring pursues curious to inquire; and perhaps some the traveller along the coast from one
seaport to another, as the brown little Scotch towns, and indeed, in its way, of towns, with their low church towers, and European towns, whatever a peevish poet red-roofed houses, and little semicircular caught by the east winds may say; or brown piers stretched out into the blue Perth with its noble Tay, so poorly comFirth — join hands, and straggle along plimented by the “Ecce Tiberis !” still the edge of the rocks; but this is not the proudly quoted by its inhabitants, and its flavour of Fife of which we spoke. There (green Inches upon which the romantic are broad fields waving rich with corn, traveller can still hear the old Celtic hero, and hills, low among the giants, yet bold cry " Another for Hector !”
or grey here where no giants are, blooming with St. Andrews on its rocky land-head, purple heather, and pathetic moorlands, where the dim Yesterday of the poetic and broad plantations of fir breathing ages keeps watch from its ruins over the aromatic odours, to make up “the russet lively To-day of the Links, sprinkled with garment," of which our little rich sea- red-coated golfers, and gay bands of ports, in their lucky days, were counted sea-maidens; or lone Lochleven, more the “golden fringe.” And we doubt romantically historical, with its green whether Anstruther and Pittenweem island in the midst of the dark water, have much that is golden in them nowa- and the ruined towers in which Mary, days, or are so valuable as the broad dangerous and fair, once plotted and lan. lands from which high farming has guished. All these are within reach of cleared every superfluous tree, and which Ladybank; and so is old mouldering no green lane, with bowery shadow, no royal Falkland, with memories which go broad turf-margined highway is per- back into the twilight of history, where mitted to infringe upon. How good is many a tragical deed was done ; and high farming !- how noble is trade ! Dunfermline with its ruined palace, and yet between them they rob us of many a that shrine where St. Margaret of Scottranquil old-world charm, the seaside land rests unhonoured, and where the sense of monotony and stillness, the bones of Bruce are laid. These surroundrural leisure, breadth, and calm. ings, if you think of them, throw a more
It is not, however, my business to genial glow upon the weary roadside maunder about the herring-curing, de- station where you wait, upon the hard testable branch of national profit which wooden bench on which you repose yourfills so many pockets, as it fills the air at self, and the grimy iron-way which re: Pittenween and St. Monance — or about iuses to carry you on till you have paid the high farming which plants a tall and kain to Ennui, gloomiest of all the devils, smoky chimney at every farm-steading, and been almost tempted to put an end and makes the country so much more to yourself. I do not know how Ladyrich and so much less lovely. Fife has bank has got its pretty name,– whether something more than these. It has a it comes from Our Lady herself, the halfsystem of railways zigzagging curiously mother, half-goddess, of all Catholic from one town to another, cutting across races (it is pleasant to think that this its surface in all kinds of unthought-of name of names does linger here and there ways, and involving itself in such a net- even in Puritan Scotland, where all the work of lines and so many bewildering world has long been jealous of her) - or junctions, that the power of balance and from the other lady of Scotland, that self-control retained by the most sensi- very different Mary for whom men still ble of counties, is put to perpetual trial. defy each other, though it be but in print. One of these is Thornton, where, in the The place is not badly situated : it lies vicinity of coal-pits and iron-works, you at the foot of the soft Lomonds, two hills may wait for hours unbeguiled by any- which rise in purple shadows, and put on thing but the jarring of trains and the garments of cloth-of-gold in the sunshine, guard's whistle ; and another is the scene as royal as if they were thousands of feet of this narrative — the junction of Lady- high instead of hundreds. It has all the bank — softly named but terribly gifted glories of Fife, such as they are, within locality, whence you may go — when reach ; it is a door through which you you can
- to a great variety of attractive may pass high up into the mysterious places, but which lays such a tenacious Highlands, among mountains and mists, hold upon you that you cannot, however or through which, from the sea-margin, much you will, escape from its clutches you may be cast abroad into the world as till time and patience wear out the solemn represented by Edinburgh, nay, to Rome hours. From Ladybank you can travel itself, to which, according to the proverb, to Edinburgh, the most beautiful of all roads lead. You may think these