Life of John Gibson, R.A., Sculptor

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Longmans, Green, 1870 - 255 pages
 

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Page 75 - Scotitor della terra, il gran tridente, E le folgori eterne al sommo Giove. In questo aspetto, certo, e in questi panni Non riconoscerà sì di leggiero Venere madre me suo figlio Amore. Io da lei son costretto di fuggire, E celarmi da lei, perch...
Page 112 - Collects his flocks from thousands on the plain. The king of kings, majestically tall, Towers o'er his armies, and outshines them all; Like some proud bull, that round the pastures leads His subject herds, the monarch of the meads, Great as the gods, the...
Page 211 - Here is a little nearer approach to life — it is therefore more impressive — yes — yes, indeed, she seems an ethereal being with her blue eyes fixed upon me ! " At moments I forgot that I was gazing at my own production. There I sat before her, long and often. How was I ever to part with her ! Those who think that the Greeks did not colour sculpture in their high period of art are mistaken.
Page 84 - NOW Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl...
Page 75 - Che fa spesso cader di mano a Marte La sanguinosa spada, ed a Nettuno, Scotitor della terra, il gran tridente, E le folgori eterne al sommo Giove. In questo aspetto, certo, e in questi panni Non riconoscerà sì di leggiero Venere madre me suo figlio Amore.
Page 232 - The train soon stopped at a small station, and seeing some people get out, I also descended, when, in a moment, the train moved on — faster and faster — and left me standing on the platform. I walked a few paces backwards and forwards in disagreeable meditation. ' I wish to heaven,' thought I to myself, < that I was on my way back to Rome with a vetturino!
Page 232 - I wish to heaven,' thought I to myself, < that I was on my way back to Rome with a vetturino!' Then I observed a policeman darting his eyes upon me as if he would look me through. Said I to the fellow, ' Where is that cursed train gone to ? It's off with my luggage and here am I !' The man asked the name of the place where I took my ticket,
Page 213 - I am using you abominably ill—yes—but the truth is I cannot screw up my courage to send away my Goddess. It is almost as difficult for me to part with her as it would be for Mr. Preston to part with you.
Page 211 - The drapery is left the white colour of the marble — the border ornament is pink and blue. At her feet is a tortoise, on the back of which is inscribed in Greek, "Gibson made me at Rome.
Page 68 - ... white locks lay upon his broad shoulders. At great assemblies his breast was covered with orders.' Gibson, under the date of December 4, 1841} again writes : — 'On Sunday morning I went to Thorwaldsen, not having seen him for weeks. He was ill. After waiting a little I was told by the maid to proceed on. I had never seen a maid-servant there before, and as I went through the rooms, I observed order and cleanliness, which were equally as strange. The Baroness von Stampe met me, Thorwaldsen's...

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