You must not notice any emotion she may betray at the sight of you, nor expect her to converse with you; for she does not understand your language." He had scarcely spoken when she entered.

I was seized with certain misgivings and flutterings which a clownish education may account for.

I so far conquered my timidity, however, as to snatch a look at her.

I was not born to execute her portrait.

Perhaps the turban that wreathed her head, the brilliant texture and inimitable folds of her drapery, and nymphlike port, more than the essential attributes of her person, gave splendour to the celestial vision.