Martinsburg gazette and public advertiser. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1826-1833, 1829-01-01
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psacil If her eve brows, and III. laas
melancholy lashes were all perfect. but
he had painted the eye hundred tims.
aud hundred times be had DESTROYED
u, t'il at the close Of long day, q. h;s
light failed him he threw down his pen
eli IN despair, and resting bis head on h;s
easel, gave himself up 10 the ideal pic.
iurs of his fancy.
wish ali my readers had painted q
portrait, the portrait Of the face they
best loved 30 look on 1t would be such
Glance 20 thrill them with q descrio.
ton OF the psiater's feelings. There is
nothing but tue first timid kiss that has
bait ITS delirium. Why-think of Il
moa'enu To- sit for hours gazing into
:ha eyes you dream of To be Set 4,
steal away tie tint Of the lin ana
the glory OF the brow you wos ship,
To have beauty come aud cit down
before you, tall its spirit is breath
ed into your fsney, and you can turn
away and paintiu To call up, like 4
rash enchanter, the smile that be wildsrs
yea, and have power over the xpre ssion
OF face, that, meet you where ii win
lays you in Elysium! - Make me q pain.
ter, pnythagorss!
A lovers picture of his mistress
painted as she exists 10 his fancy, would
never be recognised. He would maka
little OF features and compile No
---no--he has not been an itoIster ter
this. lie has seen her as no ono elsa
has seen her, with the illumination af
love, which once 10 her life, makea eve-
~ woman under heaven an sngsl IL
hghs. lie knows her heart, too--its
geItleness, IFS fervar, aud when She
comes up in his imagination, Il 10 not her
VISIBLE form passing before his minds
e.but the separation Of her invisible
virtues. clothed 10 the tender recoIlec.
tons OF their discovery and d svelope.
taenl IL be remembers her features II
al, It IS like the changing color IL the
cheek, or the droop Of her curved LASH
es. OF The witchery OF the smile that
welcomed him And even then he was
Intoxicated with her voice--aIways !
when the heart piays
upon i,---and bis eyes were good for mo-
thing No it's no matter wha, she NAV
be to othars -she appe ars 10 him like 4
bright and perfect Bsing, and he would
assoon paint It. Celia witt, a wort, q 81
mistress with an imperfect feature.
Duncan could not satisfy himsell--
He painted with his heart ON Gre. ana
he threw by canvass tier canvass I'm
his room was like gallery Of aaxsls.
fn perfect despair, at last, he sat dtwn
and made deliberate copy oi her fea.
tnres--the exquisite picture of which
we have spoken. still, tie eve haunted
him. He felt as IL il would redeem III
IT he could give the expression with
which II looked back some Of his IN.
FASHIONED declarations. his skill, how,
ever, was, as yet bsffied, aad il Was 81
the close OF the third day Of uns uccess~
iul effort that he relnquished II in des.
pair, and dropping bis head upon his a..
Sc, abandoned himself to his imarina.
ton.
Duncan entered tn gallery with Heien
leaning on his arm. II was slsroDued
with visitars Groups wsre collected
before the favorite pictures and the low
hum OF criticism rose eonfusedly, vnriad
now and then, by the exelamation u
some enthusiastic spectator. In 4 ron.
sneneus port OF the room hung sThe
Mute Reply BY Duncan Weir A crowd
had gathered before il. and were saxinr
on II with evident pleasure. Expres-
s'ens OF surprise and admiration broke
frequently from tho group; and, O. lley
fell on the ear oil Duncan, he felt A 4.
resisiibie impulse TO approach, and look
al his nwn picture What is like the az
fectiohs OF q painter for the olispripr &c
AIS genusf II seemed 10 him a. if ~
had never before seen il. There il hune
ike b new picture, and he dwell upsn &
with all the interest Of stranger. III
was indeed beautiful. There Mas 1 be-
"itehlng lovaliness floating over ~
features. The figure and air bad I De-
cullar grace, and freedom. bat the eve
showed the genius Of the master. II
was large, lustrous eye, moisfened
without weeping, and lifted up, q II fo
the face OF lover. with look If inl1-
scribable tenderness. The dseanlion
was wonderful Ii seemed every xso-|
ment as II the moisture would gatber H.
to tear, and roA down her cheek
There was strange freshness il ifs i'll.