The International Monthly, Volume 4, No. 4, November 1, 1851Various
History
The International Monthly, Volume 4, No. 4, November 1, 1851
Various
Art, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; Science -- History -- Periodicals
It cannot be denied that Crebillon was one of the remarkable men of his
century. That untutored genius, so striking in the boldness and brilliancy
of its creations, but which more frequently repels through its own native
barbarity, was eminently the genius of Crebillon. But what, above all,
characterizes the genius of the French nation--wit, grace, and
polish--Crebillon never possessed; consequently, with all his vigor and all
his force, he never succeeded in creating a living work. He has depicted
human perversity with a proud and daring hand--he has shown the
fratricide, the infanticide, the parricide, but he never succeeded in
attaining the sublimity of the Greek drama. And yet J. J. Rousseau affirmed
that of all the French tragic poets, Crebillon alone had recalled to him
the grandeur of the Greeks. If so, it was only through the nudity of
terror, for the "French Æschylus" was utterly wanting in what may be termed
human and philosophical sentiment.
There is a very beautiful portrait of Crebillon extant, by Latour. It would
doubtless be supposed that the man, so terrible in his dramatic furies, was
of a dark and sombre appearance. Far from it; Crebillon was of a fair
complexion, and had an artless expression of countenance, and a pair of
beautiful blue eyes. It must, however, be confessed, that by his method of
borrowing the gestures of his heroes, coupled, moreover, with the habit he
had acquired of contracting his eyebrows in the fervor of composition,
Crebillon in the end became a little more the man of his works. He was,
moreover, impatient and irritable, even with his favorite dogs and cats,
and occasionally with his sweet-tempered and angelic wife, the ever
cheerful partner alike of his joys and sorrows, who had so nobly resigned
herself to the chances and changes of his good and ill-fortune; that loving
companion of his hours of profusion and gaiety, when he aped the _grand
seigneur_, as well as the devoted sharer of those days of poverty and
neglect, when he retired from the world in disgust, to the old
dwelling-house of the Place Maubert.
HABITS OF FREDERICK THE GREAT.
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