is perfect.
“The hands and feet of the figures—how many times
have I seen these hands and feet in Angelico's “Jesus,” [25]
or Botticelli's “Madonna”!
“It gave me such a thrill of joy as no words can ex-
press, to see produced to-day that art—the only true
art—that we have identified with the old masters, and
mourned as belonging to them exclusively,—a thing of [30]
the past, impossible of reproduction.
“All that I can say to you, as one who gives no mean