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neglected by the artist, if he would meet the 

 demands of that true taste which delights in the 

 truthfulness of works of art, rather than in the glare 

 of colors, or the grotesque in form. 



Poetry, painting, and sculpture have moved on 

 together in all ages. " The whole compass of 

 ancient poetry was in fact reshaped in the marble of 

 the Grecian sculptors, and delineated anew on the 

 canvas of the painters." Perhaps this union of the 

 three is not so strongly marked in our time, but 

 though diverging more, they are still like triple 

 stars of complementary colors, all forming one sys- 

 tem, and all needed for the expression of the 

 emotions of Taste, and each moving in an orbit 

 varied by the others. While one is in the heathen 

 heaven, among the gods and goddesses, the others 

 are there also, and when one returns to earth, the 

 others bear her company. On the canvas and in 

 the marble, are the sensible expressions which 

 poetry created, though the poet's brain, and the 

 painter's and sculptor's cunning, have sometimes 

 been the possession of a single man. He is the 

 true genius, and we know what in his creations 



