In the town were some substantial windowless houses of stone scattered among a wilderness of thatched cabins; the streets were mere crooked alleys, and un- paved; troops of dogs and
nude children played in the sun and made life and noise; hogs roamed and rooted contentedly about, and one of them lay in a reeking wallow in the middle of the main thoroughfare and suckled her family.
The two thieves were dressed in the fanciful court costumes of the middle of the sixteenth century, while the Saviour was
nude, with the exception of a cloth around the loins.
[4] This was described in Christie's catalogue as follows: "A
nude woman, a native of the Society Islands, is lying on the ground beside a brook.
(A pity in art of course signified the
nude.) Giorgione's "Tempesta," the "Idolino," some of the Sistine frescoes and the Apoxyomenos, were added to it.
(where Beaufort had had the audacity to hang "Love Victorious," the much-discussed
nude of Bouguereau) Archer found Mrs.
"Since we are talking about errors," said the king's procurator, "I have just been studying the figures on the portal below before ascending hither; is your reverence quite sure that the opening of the work of physics is there portrayed on the side towards the Hôtel-Dieu, and that among the seven
nude figures which stand at the feet of Notre-Dame, that which has wings on his heels is Mercurius?"
Hayward led them into a large, long room, dingily magnificent, with huge pictures on the walls of
nude women: they were vast allegories of the school of Haydon; but smoke, gas, and the London atmosphere had given them a richness which made them look like old masters.
"I have stolen away from the crowd in the groves, Where the
nude statues stand, and the leaves point and shiver At ivy-crowned Bacchus, the Queen of the Loves, Pandora and Psyche, struck voiceless forever."
That was originally what I had loved him for: that at a period when our native land was
nude and crude and provincial, when the famous "atmosphere" it is supposed to lack was not even missed, when literature was lonely there and art and form almost impossible, he had found means to live and write like one of the first; to be free and general and not at all afraid; to feel, understand, and express everything.
The female form, which was
nude, was of great though severe beauty, but unfortunately the features had been injured by centuries of exposure to the weather.
The cadaverous, half
nude varlets that served in the establishment had nothing of poetry in their appearance, nothing of romance, nothing of Oriental splendor.