Each golden curl resplendently appears,
Or shades his darker brow, which grace majestic wears."
Tighe.
Her eyes were rivetted on his exquisite form, until they forgot all else; even her love, her kindness, and her passionate endearments, all vanished in that long, earnest, and delighted gaze.
"Speechless with awe; in transport strangely lost,
Long Psyche stood, with fixed, adoring eye;
Her limbs immoveable, her senses tossed
Between amazement, fear, and ecstacy,
She hangs enamoured o'er the deity."
Tighe.