click to enlarge Federico Castillon Masque of the Red Death, 1968 1975.39.16 And now was acknowledged the presence of the Red Death. He had come like a thief in the night. And one by one dropped the revelers in the blood-bedewed halls of their revel, and died each in the despairing posture of his fall. [...]
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…the dagger dropped gleaming upon the sable carpet…
click to enlarge Federico Castillon Masque of the Red Death, 1968 1975.39.15 It was then, however that the Prince Prospero, maddening with rage and the shame of his own momentary cowardice, rushed hurriedly through the six chambers–while none followed him on account of a deadly terror that had seized upon all. He bore aloft a [...]
…the vast assembly shrank from the centres of the rooms…
click to enlarge Federico Castillon Masque of the Red Death, 1968 1975.39.14 It was in the blue room where stood the prince, with a group of pale courtiers by his side. At first, as he spoke, there was a slight rushing movement of this group in the direction of the intruder, who at the moment [...]
-stop him and strip him, I say…
click to enlarge Federico Castillon Masque of the Red Death, 1968 1975.39.13 When the eyes of Prince Prospero fell upon this spectral image (which with a slow and solemn movement, as if more fully to sustain its role, stalked to and fro among the waltzers) he was seen to be convulsed, in the first moment [...]
The figure was tall and gaunt…
click to enlarge Federico Castillon Masque of the Red Death, 1968 1975.39.12 In an assembly of phantasms such as I have painted, it may well be supposed that no ordinary appearance could have excited such sensation. In truth the masquerade license of the night was nearly unlimited; but the figure in question had out-Heroded Herod, [...]
…there were twelve strokes to be sounded…
click to enlarge Federico Castillon Masque of the Red Death, 1968 1975.39.11 But now there were twelve strokes to be sounded by the bell of the clock; and thus it happened, perhaps, that more of thought crept, with more of time, into the meditations of the thoughtful among those who reveled. And thus, again, it [...]
…a muffled peal more solemnly emphatic…
click to enlarge Federico Castillon Masque of the Red Death, 1968 1975.39.10 But to the chamber which lies most westwardly of the seven, there are now none of the maskers who venture; for the night is waning away; and there flows a ruddier light through the blood-colored panes; and the blackness of the sable drapery [...]
…there stalked a multitude of dreams.
click to enlarge Federico Castillon Masque of the Red Death, 1968 1975.39.09 There was much of the beautiful, much of the wanton, much of the bizarre, something of the terrible, and not a little of that which might have excited disgust. To and fro in the seven chambers there stalked, in fact, a multitude of [...]
…it was a gay and magnificent revel.
click to enlarge Federico Castillon Masque of the Red Death, 1968 1975.39.08 But, in spite of these things, it was a gay and magnificent revel. The tastes of the duke were peculiar. He had a fine eye for colors and effects. He disregarded the decora of mere fashion. His plans were bold and fiery, and [...]
…the giddiest grew pale…
click to enlarge Federico Castillon Masque of the Red Death, 1968 1975.39.07 It was in this apartment, also, that there stood against the western wall, a gigantic clock of ebony. Its pendulum swung to and fro with a dull, heavy, monotonous clang; and when the minute-hand made the circuit of the face, and the hour [...]
