Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXXIV, No. 3, March 1849Various
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Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXXIV, No. 3, March 1849
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
diamonds, were placed beautifully enameled vases of the porcelain of
Italia, supporting branches of artificial flowers and fruits of immense
value. From the daisy, with its petals of pearl and eye of platted gold,
to the rose of Damascus, formed of flashing rubies, and dewed with
purest diamonds; from the rich clusters of grapes of amethyst, to the
golden pear and nectarine, beryl and sardonix. Doors opened upon
seemingly interminable vistas of trees and flowering shrubs,
intermingled with candelabras of gold, wrought into the semblance of
tall plants, bearing flowers of crystal and purest porcelain of every
delicate tint, each of which was a lamp, burning perfumed oil, and
giving out rich fragrance with its mellowed light; while birds of every
clime, from the stately pea-fowl to the minutest lady-bird, admirably
imitated in enameled gold and precious stones, were fixed upon elastic
sprays, swaying to every breath, and chirping forth melody from little
organs, played upon by their own tremulous motions, and so perfect was
the workmanship that their forms and notes were hardly to be
distinguished from those of the real birds that walked or flew amongst
them in the gay parterres.
Amid all this enchantment moved groups of richly habited men and women;
dons and cavaliers, in their blazing military costumes, and dark-eyed
donnas, in soft silks, rich velvets, and transparent muslins of India,
ornamented with brilliants, plumes, or flowers, each as her fancy
dictated. Some were dancing to lively music, some listening to soft
melodies and songs of love; some were grouped around the beautifully
imitated trees, on which ripe fruits of every clime seemed to hang in
nature’s wild profusion; some clustered around statues, which presented
baskets and trays of the choicest viands; others again rested beside
fountains which threw up jets of perfumed wine, which, as it descended
in drops, displayed rainbows of inimitable splendor, painted by colored
lights arranged for the purpose, while here and there a youthful couple,
walking apart, and apparently unconscious of all the surrounding
splendor, betrayed the tender topic of their sweet communings.
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