"There was in the girl's movements something so enchanting, imperious and caressing, so mocking and charming, that I nearly cried out with wonder and delight...
I forgot everything;
my eyes devoured the graceful figure,
the lovely neck, the beautiful arms,
the slightly disheveled fair hair
under the white kerchief—and the half-closed, perceptive eye, the lashes, the soft cheek beneath them..."
/I.S.Turgenev/