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They copied together Paul Delaroche's Enfants d'Edouard at the Louvre, a picture which was the rage at that time. My mother's paintings, in an admirable state of preservation, may be seen at the museum at Dieppe. I was introduced to Ingres when I was five years old through the Granger family.
Delaroche is another man of high merit; with not such a great HEART, perhaps, as the other, but a fine and careful draughtsman, and an excellent arranger of his subject. "The Death of Elizabeth" is a raw young performance seemingly not, at least, to my taste. The "Enfans d'Edouard" is renowned over Europe, and has appeared in a hundred different ways in print.
"Where is my brother?" "Gone away in a barouche and pair. Devil take me if I understand it." And the Captain proceeded to give a confused account of what had passed. "My brother! my brother! they have torn thee from me, then;" cried Philip, and he fell to the earth insensible. "Vous me rendrez mon frere!" CASIMER DELAVIGNE: Les Enfans d'Edouard.
By this time the shadow had lit the lantern and was a shadow no longer. A large head, covered with a profusion of long blonde hair, which was cut after that fashion known as a l'enfants d'Edouard; a beautiful pale face, lit with wide, blue, dreamy eyes; long arms and slender hands, attenuated legs, and an enormous hump; such was Solon, the shadow.
When the summer came, the theatrical posters announced in quick succession Mithridate, Adrienne Lecouvreur, Rodogune, les Enfants d'Edouard, la Fiammina.
"Where is my brother?" "Gone away in a barouche and pair. Devil take me if I understand it." And the Captain proceeded to give a confused account of what had passed. "My brother! my brother! they have torn thee from me, then;" cried Philip, and he fell to the earth insensible. "Vous me rendrez mon frere!" CASIMER DELAVIGNE: Les Enfans d'Edouard.
Yet Les Enfants d'Edouard thrilled me to a different tune, and I couldn't doubt that the long-drawn odd face of the elder prince, sad and sore and sick, with his wide crimped side-locks of fair hair and his violet legs marked by the Garter and dangling from the bed, was a reconstitution of far-off history of the subtlest and most "last word" modern or psychologic kind.
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