"Mary Russel Mitford." Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine 75.464 (Jun. 1854): 663. Excerpt.

So often quoted, and so universally known, it would be useless to multiply examples of Miss Mitford's peculiar power. There are few more successful landscape-painters-and with her minute pencil and fairy colours there is no pre-Raphaelite brother that will "do" you a sunny bank of flowers or bit of entangled foliage with equal truth, or observation as skilled. Miss Mitford's grass does not bristle in individual blades, but mantles like close-piled velvet; and her delicate wild-flowers are not lying all abroad, but peeping, half-discerned and half invisible, from the rich verdure round them, with all the shy and blushing modesty of nature, all unaware that it is sitting for its portrait.


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