----- Helena Modjeska的故事
To the happy possessors of the artistic tempera ment, there is abundant romance in what we call the prose of every-day existence. Alma-tadema has written on his studio ceiling these words As the sun colours flowers, so art colours life. The artist lives in a vivid atmosphere of glow and of excitement. There is the ever-recurrent romance of difficulty, and of difficulty con quered; the terrible spur of despair, the eager hope, the continual effort, the glory of success.
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