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The Marble Faun by Nathaniel Hawthorne
The Marble Faun by Nathaniel Hawthorne







So weary is the Saviour and utterly worn out with agony, that his lips have fallen apart from mere exhaustion his eyes seem to be set he tries to lean his head against the pillar, but is kept from sinking down upon the ground only by the cords that bind him. In her present need and hunger for a spiritual revelation, Hilda felt a vast and weary longing to see this last-mentioned picture once again. Sodoma, beyond a question, both prayed and wept, while painting his fresco, at Siena, of Christ bound to a pillar.

The Marble Faun by Nathaniel Hawthorne The Marble Faun by Nathaniel Hawthorne

Perugino was evidently a devout man and the Virgin, therefore, revealed herself to him in loftier and sweeter faces of celestial womanhood, and yet with a kind of homeliness in their human mould, than even the genius of Raphael could imagine. Through all these dusky centuries, his works may still help a struggling heart to pray.

The Marble Faun by Nathaniel Hawthorne

every two touches of his brush, in order to have made the finished picture such a visible prayer as we behold it, in the guise of a prim angel, or a saint without the human nature.









The Marble Faun by Nathaniel Hawthorne