Ich träumte von Lieb' um Liebe
Aug. 2nd, 2011 12:57 amHe was young -- perhaps from twenty-eight to thirty -- tall, slender; his face riveted the eye; it was like a Greek face, very pure in outline: quite a straight, classic nose; quite an Athenian mouth an chin. It is seldom, indeed, an English face comes so near the antique models as did his. He might well be a little shocked at the irregularity of my lineaments, his own being so harmonious. His eyes were large and blue, with brown lashes, his high forehead, colourless as ivory, was partially streaked over by careless locks of fair hair. (Charlotte Bronte, Jane Eyre; the portrait of St. John Rivers)