"Yes; the resemblance is wonderful," observed Kenyon, after examining

the marble and the man with the accuracy of a sculptor's eye. "There

is one point, however, or, rather, two points, in respect to which our

friend Donatello's abundant curls will not permit us to say whether the

likeness is carried into minute detail."

And the sculptor directed the attention of the party to the ears of the

beautiful statue which they were contemplating.

But we must do more than merely refer to this exquisite work of art; it

must be described, however inadequate may be the effort to express its

magic peculiarity in words.

The Faun is the marble image of a young man, leaning his right arm on

the trunk or stump of a tree; one hand hangs carelessly by his side;

in the other he holds the fragment of a pipe, or some such sylvan

instrument of music. His only garment--a lion's skin, with the claws

upon his shoulder--falls halfway down his back, leaving the limbs

and entire front of the figure nude. The form, thus displayed, is

marvellously graceful, but has a fuller and more rounded outline, more

flesh, and less of heroic muscle, than the old sculptors were wont to

assign to their types of masculine beauty. The character of the face

corresponds with the figure; it is most agreeable in outline and

feature, but rounded and somewhat voluptuously developed, especially

about the throat and chin; the nose is almost straight, but very

slightly curves inward, thereby acquiring an indescribable charm of

geniality and humor. The mouth, with its full yet delicate lips, seems

so nearly to smile outright, that it calls forth a responsive smile. The

whole statue--unlike anything else that ever was wrought in that severe

material of marble--conveys the idea of an amiable and sensual creature,

easy, mirthful, apt for jollity, yet not incapable of being touched

by pathos. It is impossible to gaze long at this stone image without

conceiving a kindly sentiment towards it, as if its substance were warm

to the touch, and imbued with actual life. It comes very close to some

of our pleasantest sympathies.

Perhaps it is the very lack of moral severity, of any high and heroic

ingredient in the character of the Faun, that makes it so delightful an

object to the human eye and to the frailty of the human heart. The being

here represented is endowed with no principle of virtue, and would be

incapable of comprehending such; but he would be true and honest by dint

of his simplicity. We should expect from him no sacrifice or effort for

an abstract cause; there is not an atom of martyr's stuff in all that

softened marble; but he has a capacity for strong and warm attachment,

and might act devotedly through its impulse, and even die for it at

need. It is possible, too, that the Faun might be educated through the

medium of his emotions, so that the coarser animal portion of his nature

might eventually be thrown into the background, though never utterly

expelled.




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