...has supplemented the record of his impression with the brush by this record with the pen : " And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry,...city hangs in the heavens, and fairyland is before us — then the wayfarer hastens home ; the workingman and the cultured one, the wise man and the one...

...of seeing, is, with the mass alone, the one to be gratified, hence the delight in detail. But when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry,...city hangs in the heavens, and fairyland is before us — then the wayfarer hastens home; the workingman and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of...

...for his landscapes he preferred the twilight hour, "when [to quote from his "Ten o' Clock Lecture"] the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry...hangs in the heavens and fairyland is before us." Whistler did not believe in the exact reproduction of the model, or in the idea that nature is always...

...evening mist rises up from the river and with poetry as with a veil clothes the dust-strewn Avenue, and the poor buildings lose themselves in the dim...are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs low in the heavens, and the "L" train's roar is softened, and through the dirty brown closely-packed...

...seeing, is, with the mass, alone the one to be gratified, hence the delight in detail. ' " And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry,...tall chimneys become campanili, and the warehouses palaces in the night, and 172 the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairyland is before us — then...

...harmony.' And he goes on, in words which recall Corot's rhapsodies of the twilight hour : — ' And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry,...veil, and the poor buildings lose themselves in the diin sky, and the tall chimneys become campanili, and the warehouses are palaces in the night, and...

...'They may be familiar with the paintings of Whistler, or perhaps with Whistler's statement that when evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as...city hangs in the heavens, and fairyland is before us - then the wayfarer hastens home, and Nature, who, for once, has sung in tune, sings her exquisite...

...'They may be familiar with the paintings of Whistler, or perhaps with Whistler's statement that when evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as...chimneys become campanili, and the warehouses are palaces hi the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairyland is before us - then the wayfarer...

...seeing it, is, with the mass, alone the one to be gratified, hence the delight in detail. And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry,...hangs in the heavens, and fairy-land is before us - then the wayfarer hastens home; the working man and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of...

...described the rare occasions when nature succeeded in 'producing a picture' (see pi. 272): 'And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry,...themselves in the dim sky, and the tall chimneys become campamh, and the warehouses are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and...