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This Tapestry-Weaver Of Beauvais.
But there ivas another circumstance that greatly assisted the goodly reputation of the weaver : ic was the character ofhis many visitors and pupils . His hovel was the resort of the loveliest girls—the most beautiful youths , not only of the town of Beauvais , but from the great city itself—from elegant , voluptuous Paris ; for even at the period of which we write , it was distinguished for the refinement and luxuries of life .
Schatten in his capacity of tapestry-weaver , had , pictures of every variety of subject ; and by some extraordinary coincidence , those professors who excelled in the beautiful art , seemed by common consent to seek old Schatten , that he might immortalise their radient sketches in his still more exquisite tapestry . There was no subject which painting could pourtray—no imagination which it could robe in life and colour ,
that was not ready for the loom of Schatten . If a battle were the theme , there might be seen contending heroes , with stern rapture in their faces , glory about their heads—their every limb glowing as with Mar ' s own fire—then - swords like sunbeams , and the smoking blood more like librations to purple Liber , than torrents in whicli the human life gushed forth . Thus , a battle woven by old Schatten was a grand and glorious thing—each combatant was an excited god ; whilst the drained and pallid carcass—the dreadful wounds , with jagged and gaping
mouthsthe rigid muscle straining against death—the fixed and stone-like eye , and clotted hair—all the gross , substantial horrors of systematic slaughter , were thrown into the shade : they were not to expose that common liar —Glory . If the subject were beauty , there might be seen—as erst was chosen by the antique master—one charm from twenty different faces , making a miracle of perfection . All that was voluptuous and entrancing
shone in the dewy light of woman ' s eye : there was an eternal youth in her red lip , a tenderness in her warm cheek ; too pure for the earth , too exquisitely fragile , she seemed of a sisterhood ' twixt humanity and angels . The same masterly hand was displayed though the subject was the banquet of the glutton—the supper was still spread "in the Apollo . " The same power shone in the golden heaps of the miser : the food , the
wine , seemed ambrosia and nectar , bestowing immortality on the lip that tasted : the gold glittered like something dropped from the sides , to be worn as amulets against calamity . A man so potent in Ms handicraft as Schatten , mig ht have surrounded himself with all the symbols of wealth ; and , had he been ambitious , have successfully contended for the highest honours of citizenship . But , it
was plain , he valued gold as ashes : and for the trappings of state and place , the most regal shows the pomp and blazonry of kings , were with him matter for a biting jest . He would turn with indifference from a triumphal procession , to gaze with p leasure at a hatchment : he sneered
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This Tapestry-Weaver Of Beauvais.
But there ivas another circumstance that greatly assisted the goodly reputation of the weaver : ic was the character ofhis many visitors and pupils . His hovel was the resort of the loveliest girls—the most beautiful youths , not only of the town of Beauvais , but from the great city itself—from elegant , voluptuous Paris ; for even at the period of which we write , it was distinguished for the refinement and luxuries of life .
Schatten in his capacity of tapestry-weaver , had , pictures of every variety of subject ; and by some extraordinary coincidence , those professors who excelled in the beautiful art , seemed by common consent to seek old Schatten , that he might immortalise their radient sketches in his still more exquisite tapestry . There was no subject which painting could pourtray—no imagination which it could robe in life and colour ,
that was not ready for the loom of Schatten . If a battle were the theme , there might be seen contending heroes , with stern rapture in their faces , glory about their heads—their every limb glowing as with Mar ' s own fire—then - swords like sunbeams , and the smoking blood more like librations to purple Liber , than torrents in whicli the human life gushed forth . Thus , a battle woven by old Schatten was a grand and glorious thing—each combatant was an excited god ; whilst the drained and pallid carcass—the dreadful wounds , with jagged and gaping
mouthsthe rigid muscle straining against death—the fixed and stone-like eye , and clotted hair—all the gross , substantial horrors of systematic slaughter , were thrown into the shade : they were not to expose that common liar —Glory . If the subject were beauty , there might be seen—as erst was chosen by the antique master—one charm from twenty different faces , making a miracle of perfection . All that was voluptuous and entrancing
shone in the dewy light of woman ' s eye : there was an eternal youth in her red lip , a tenderness in her warm cheek ; too pure for the earth , too exquisitely fragile , she seemed of a sisterhood ' twixt humanity and angels . The same masterly hand was displayed though the subject was the banquet of the glutton—the supper was still spread "in the Apollo . " The same power shone in the golden heaps of the miser : the food , the
wine , seemed ambrosia and nectar , bestowing immortality on the lip that tasted : the gold glittered like something dropped from the sides , to be worn as amulets against calamity . A man so potent in Ms handicraft as Schatten , mig ht have surrounded himself with all the symbols of wealth ; and , had he been ambitious , have successfully contended for the highest honours of citizenship . But , it
was plain , he valued gold as ashes : and for the trappings of state and place , the most regal shows the pomp and blazonry of kings , were with him matter for a biting jest . He would turn with indifference from a triumphal procession , to gaze with p leasure at a hatchment : he sneered