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the magician and his art—I am, Sir, Ac., IGNOTDS.

A CHARACTER OF GOYA.

The terribilita of Michael Angelo; the potent mysticisms of Blake; the foppery of Lawrence; the apish savagery of Voltaire; the charnel-house horror of Donne; the coarseness of Hogarth; the diabolic dandyism of Byron; the incomparable perfection of Racine; the artistic incontinence of Tiepolo; the flighty glories of Rulsens, and the mad magnanimity of Pirauesi are all needed to make up Goya—and something more. What was that something? Who can tell? Ask the Mona Lisa? She will not answer."