Amongst the painters there were Classicists and Romanticists; but they were neither numerous nor of importance. What England produced in the way of "great art" in the beginning of last century could be erased from the complete chart of British painting without any essential gap being made in the course of its development. Reynolds had had to pay dear for approaching the Italians in his "Ugolino," his "Macbeth," and his "Young Hercules." And a yet more arid mannerism befell all the others who followed him on the way to Italy, among them _James Barry_, who, after studying for years in Italy, settled down in London in 1771, with the avowed intention of providing England with a classical form of art. He believed that he had surpassed his own models, the Italian classic painters, by six pompous representations of the "Culture and Progress of Human Knowledge," which he completed in 1783, in the theatre of the Society for the Encouragement of Arts. The many-sided _James Northcote_, equally mediocre in everything, survives rather by his biographies of Reynolds and Titian than by the great canvases which he painted for Boydell's Shakespeare Gallery. That which became best known was "The Murder of the Children in the Tower." _Henry Fuseli_, who was also much occupied with authorship and as _preceptor Britanniæ_, always mentioned with great respect by his numerous pupils, produced a series of exceedingly thoughtful and imaginative works, to which he was incited by Klopstock and Lavater. By preference he illustrated Milton and Shakespeare, and amongst this series of pictures his painting of "Titania with the Ass," from Shakespeare's _Midsummer Night's Dream_, in the London National Gallery, is probably the best. His pupil _William Etty_ was saturated with the traditions of the Venetian school; he is the British Makart, and followed rather heavily and laboriously in the track of Titian, exploring the realms of nude beauty, and toiling to discover that secret of blooming colour which gleams from the female forms of the Venetians. The assiduous _Benjamin Robert Haydon_, a spirit ever seeking, striving, and reflecting, became, like Gros in France, a victim of the grand style. He would naturally have preferred to paint otherwise, and more simply. The National Gallery possesses a charming picture by him of a London street (for some years past on loan at Leicester), which represents a crowd watching a Punch and Judy show. But, like Gros, he held it a sin against the grand style to occupy himself with such matters. He thought it only permissible to paint sacred subjects or subjects from ancient history upon large spaces of canvas; and he sank ever deeper into his theories, reaching the profoundest abyss of abstract science when he made diligent anatomical studies of the muscles of a lion, in order to fashion the heroic frames of warriors on the same plan. His end, on 26th June 1846, was like that of the Frenchman.