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She a penitent! She would
shake off all pretence to it as easily as she would shake aside that
clustering hair. . . . . Titian must have been a very good-for-nothing
old man.
I looked again at Michael Angelo's Fates to-day; but cannot
satisfactorily make out what he meant by them. One of them--she who
holds the distaff--has her mouth open, as if uttering a cry, and might be
fancied to look somewhat irate. The second, who holds the thread, has a
pensive air, but is still, I think, pitiless at heart. The third sister
looks closely and coldly into the eyes of the second, meanwhile cutting
the thread with a pair of shears. Michael Angelo, if I may presume to
say so, wished to vary the expression of these three sisters, and give
each a different one, but did not see precisely how, inasmuch as all the
fatal Three are united, heart and soul, in one purpose. It is a very
impressive group. But, as regards the interpretation of this, or of any
other profound picture, there are likely to be as many interpretations as
there are spectators.


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