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Identifier: preraphaelitismp02hunt (find matches)
Title: Pre-Raphaelitism and the pre-Raphaelite brotherhood
Year: 1905 (1900s)
Authors: Hunt, William Holman, 1827-1910
Subjects: Pre-Raphaelitism Painters -- Great Britain
Publisher: New York, The Macmillan Company London, Macmillan & Co., ltd.
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
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in the citywhere the only prophet endowed with the soul of God ^had sealed His teaching with His blood, it was a questionwhether Mohammeds verdict had yet ceased to betrue. One late afternoon when working from my model,intent upon the rendering of the sunset tone, theman suddenly withdrew his raised arms and with anejaculation retreated from the shed, pointing towards thewest. Turning in that direction, I saw at the highestpoint of a house a hundred yards away, a bevy of women,looking steadily in our direction. As they saw me startup they shouted, Why does your man, O effendi,stand all the afternoon with his arms stretched out like anidol . They were evidently in good humour, and one intalking let her veil blow aside, by which it was easy toperceive that she was beautiful. I answered that I was Thus the educated Moslem desij^natcs Christ. XI PRE-RAPHAELITE BROTHERHOOD 297 making a picture of^ him, that it was convenient to me forhim to stand thus, and that I had not known before that
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STUDY FOR HHAD OF CHRIST. the angles of the wall had any platform below on whichpeople could stand and see us at work. 298 PRE-RAPHAELITISM AND THE chap. I contrived the best I could to avoid further curiosityand continued my painting ; I should not have noted thetrifling incident, but within a month one evening when atsupper I heard most distressing sounds of lamentation,the inconsolable grievings as of a child, but the voice wasthat of a man. I asked my servant the cause of thelow lament, and he told me it was the mourning of theeffendi, my neighbour, for the loss of the most beautifulof his wives. All my fellow-residents on the height ofBezeeta were demonstrative in their feelings over domesticfortunes, and it was according to common experience that,a few days later, I heard loud tom-toms being beaten andthe sound of lutes, together with strident cries of rejoicingstinging the evening air. I remarked to my man that thenoisy rejoicings must be particularly painful to my efi^endineig

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