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Updated: June 12, 2025
Under the Empire, art, as may be imagined, was at a very low ebb; and, aping the Government of the day, and catering to the national taste and vanity, it was a kind of tawdry caricature of the sublime; of which the pictures of David and Girodet, and almost the entire collection now at the Luxembourg Palace, will give pretty fair examples.
He sang the girl's part in a mysterious, husky, and sepulchral voice, and the angel's part weaker and feebler than any angel ever dreamed of. I looked at the beautiful ceiling painted by Girodet, and to keep myself from going to sleep counted the legs of the angels, and tried to calculate how many legs belonged to each.
Here we found more white calves belonging to the gorgeous liveries and the powdered heads of the lackeys, who stood there to open the doors for all comers. We were not the last, but of the latest, to arrive. The salon seemed immense to me. The ceiling is a chef-d'oeuvre of Girodet style Empire.
He was appreciated by true art-lovers, and regenerated our school. We have since produced David, young Louis Drouais who died at Rome, aged twenty-five, just as he seemed to give promise of becoming a second Raphael Gérard, Gros, Girodet, Guérin, and a number of others I might cite.
Most of the painters and sculptors who flourished during this illustrious period of art Gros, David, Prud'hon, Girodet and Bosio have endeavored to transmit to posterity the features of the Man of Destiny, at the different epochs when the vast providential vistas which beckoned him first revealed themselves.
A wound which might have injured his nose, cleft his forehead, or scarred his cheek, would have destroyed one of the most beautiful Italian faces which a woman ever dreamed of in all its delicate proportions. This face, not unlike the type which Girodet has given to the dying young Turk, in the "Revolt at Cairo," was instinct with that melancholy by which all women are more or less duped.
I should be in a very tight place; we must do everything gently. I believe you have won your picture by Raphael; but they tell me it is only a Mignard. Never mind, it is much prettier; all the Raphaels are gone black, I am told, whereas this one is as bright as a Girodet." "All I want is to crow over Josepha; and it is all the same to me whether I have a Mignard or a Raphael!
Mademoiselle de Fontaine then followed the direction in which his eyes were fixed, and discovered the cause of his indifference. In the midst of the quadrille, close in front of them, a pale girl was dancing; her face was like one of the divinities which Girodet has introduced into his immense composition of French Warriors received by Ossian.
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