american landscape painting

american landscape painting
english landscape painting
impressionist landscape painting
¡¡¡¡Now, which of the multitude of faces that showed themselves before him was the true face of the buried person, the shadows of the night did not indicate; but they were all the faces of a man of five-and-forty by years, and they differed principally in the passions they expressed, and in the ghastliness of their worn and wasted state. Pride, contempt, defiance, stubbornness, submission, lamentation, succeeded one another; so did varieties of sunken cheek, cadaverous colour, emaciated hands and figures. But the face was in the main one face, and every head was prematurely white. A hundred times the dozing passenger inquired of this spectre: ¡¡¡¡"Buried how long?" ¡¡¡¡The answer was always the same: "Almost eighteen years." ¡¡¡¡"You had abandoned all hope of being dug out?" ¡¡¡¡"Long ago." ¡¡¡¡"You know that you are recalled to life?" ¡¡¡¡"They tell me so." ¡¡¡¡"I hope you care to live?" ¡¡¡¡"I can't say." ¡¡¡¡"Shall I show her to you? Will you come and see her?" ¡¡¡¡The answers to this question were various and contradictory. Sometimes the broken reply was, "Wait! It would kill me if I saw her too soon." Sometimes, it was given in a tender rain of tears, and then it was, "Take me to her." Sometimes it was staring and bewildered, and then it was, "I don't know her. I don't understand."