Rhyme? and reason? . d—Crouched beneath its dusky cover—Stretched his hand, enforcing silence-Said Be motionless, I beg you ! Mystic, awful was the process. All the family in orderSat before him for their pictures;Each in turn, as he was taken, 68 HI A II A IIIAS rilOTOGRAPHlNG. Volunteered his own suggestions,His ingenious suggestions. First the Governor, the Father:He suggested velvet curtains]>ooped about a massy pillar;And the corner of a table,Of a rosewood would hold a scroll of it firmly in his left-hand;He would keep his right-hand buried(Like Napoleon
Rhyme? and reason? . d—Crouched beneath its dusky cover—Stretched his hand, enforcing silence-Said Be motionless, I beg you ! Mystic, awful was the process. All the family in orderSat before him for their pictures;Each in turn, as he was taken, 68 HI A II A IIIAS rilOTOGRAPHlNG. Volunteered his own suggestions,His ingenious suggestions. First the Governor, the Father:He suggested velvet curtains]>ooped about a massy pillar;And the corner of a table,Of a rosewood would hold a scroll of it firmly in his left-hand;He would keep his right-hand buried(Like Napoleon) in his waistcoat;He would contemplate the distanceWith a look of pensive meaning,As of ducks that die in tempests. Grand, heroic was the notion :Yet the picture failed entirely :Failed, because he moved a , because he couldnt help it. Next, his better half took courage ;She would have her picture came dressed beyond description,Dressed in jewels and in satinFar too gorgeous for an FIRST THE GOVERNOR, THE FATHER 70 HJA ff ^ 77/AS FHOTOGRAFIIING. Gracefully she sat down sideways,With a simper scarcely human,Holding in her hand a bouquetRather larger than a the while that she was the lady chattered, chattered,Like a monkey in the I sitting still? she asked him. Is my face enough in profile ?Shall I hold the bouquet higher ?Will it come into the picture ? And the picture failed completely. Next the Son, the Stunning-Cantab :He suggested curves of beauty,Curves pervading all his the eye might follow onward,Till they centered in the breast-pin,Centered in the golden had learnt it all from Ruskin(Author of The Stones of Venice, * Seven Lamps of Architecture, * Modern Painters, and some others);And perhaps he had not fully
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