THE TROSSACHS BY TURNER.
A picture painted by Turner thirty years ago is a sight worth seeing, and comes with the effect of novelty to those who are familiar only -with his.recent extravagancies. The quiet power of the one now exhibited by Mr. Grundy in Regent Street, before its being engraved, is an instructive contrast to his strained effects, and an instructive comment on Mr. Bus- kin's ingenious apologies—for this needs none. To the-Southern eye, the pass of the Trossachs, at the head of Loch Ratrine, is at once harsher and less magnificent than the region looks in the verse of Walter Scott ; Tur- ner perhaps wines between the two—harsher than Scott, richer than -the scene itself, but quite.as wild. The varied surface of the craggy hills, the effect of distance upon distance, and the atmospheric motion, are conveyed to the canvass, with a grave-sustained power that appears to grasp the -elements.
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