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"There," said I, as I placed my fair friend before a delicious little madonna of Carl Dolci "there is, perhaps, the triumph of colouring for the downy softness of that cheek the luscious depth of that blue eye the waving richness of those sunny locks, all is perfect fortunately so beautiful a head is not a monopoly, for he painted many copies of this picture."
When we got to Vaucluse I let Dolci lead; he had been there a hundred times, and his merit was enhanced in my eyes by the fact that he was a lover of the lover of Laura. We left the carriage at Apt, and wended our way to the fountain which was honoured that day with a numerous throng of pilgrims. The stream pours forth from a vast cavern, the handiwork of nature, inimitable by man.
Two of these copies fell to Theobald's share on the division of his father's furniture, and I have often seen them at Battersby on my visits to Theobald and his wife. The one was a Madonna by Sassoferrato with a blue hood over her head which threw it half into shadow. The other was a Magdalen by Carlo Dolci with a very fine head of hair and a marble vase in her hands.
Be cheerful, then, and you will do something to deserve your beauty." The worthy Dolci was kindled by my enthusiasm. He threw himself upon me, and kissed me again and again; the fool Stuard laughed; and his wife, who possibly thought me mad, did not evince the slightest emotion.
The furniture, like that of all Italian palaces, was rich with handsome silks, judiciously employed, and valuable pictures favorably hung; some by the Genoese priest, known as il Capucino, several by Leonardo da Vinci, Carlo Dolci, Tintoretto, and Titian.
Farewell." I went back to my room, and in course of time Stuard came to thank me. "Sir," said I, "let me alone; I wish to hear no more about your wife." They went away the next day for Lyons, and my readers will hear of them again at Liege. In the afternoon Dolci took me to his garden that I might see the gardener's sister. She was pretty, but not so pretty as he was.
"Yes; I am only stopping here to see Vaucluse, where I think of going to-morrow if I can get a good guide." "If you would do me the honour of accepting me, I should be delighted. My name is Dolci, I am son of the captain of the vice-legate's guard." "I feel the honour you do me, and I accept your obliging offer. I will put off my start till your arrival." "I will be with you at seven."
Dolci came, looking as handsome as an angel; my neighbours were ready, and the carriage loaded with the best provisions in food and drink that were obtainable; and we set off, Dolci seated beside the lady and I beside the chevalier.
Not many pictures, great or small, escaped their eager young eyes. They grew familiar with the works of Domenichino, Guercino, Garofalo, Carlo Dolci, Sassoferrato, etc., and the days of their stay in Rome rapidly passed by. Mrs. Douglas was very desirous to take them for a few days to Naples, or rather to the environments of Naples.
There are portraits innumerable, by Titian, and Rembrandt, and Vandyke; heads by Guido, and Domenichino, and Carlo Dolci; various subjects by Correggio, and Murillo, and Raphael, and Salvator Rosa, and Spagnoletto many of which it would be difficult, indeed, to praise too highly, or to praise enough; such is their tenderness and grace; their noble elevation, purity, and beauty.
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