PRE-RAPHAELITE BROTHERHOOD shadow. Looking at Millais' nearly perfect Blind Girl, or at Mr Hunt's nearly perfect Hireling " How Shepherd, one is impelled to think,
" lasting all this is mood in which each !
One
is,
as it were, in the
minute seems an eternity. Nature is grasped and held with an iron hand. There is not in any of the landscapes that delicious and delicate sense of swift change, that poetry of varying moods, of varying lights, of varying shadows that gives to certain moods and certain aspects of the earth a rare and
tender pathos.
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