SHE has a face that just raises your attention at first sight; it grows on you every moment, and you wonder it did no more than raise your attention at first.
Her eyes have a mild light, but they awe you when she pleases; they command, like a good man out of office, not by authority, but by virtue.
Her stature is not tall. She is not made to be the admiration of every body, but the happiness of one.
She has all the firmness that does not exclude delicacy: she has all the softness that does not imply weakness.
Her smiles are inexpressible.
Her voice is a low, soft music, not formed to rule in public assemblies, but to charm those who can distinguish a company from a crowd. It has this advantage — you must come close to her to hear it.
No person of so few years can know the world better; no person was ever less corrupted by that knowledge.
Précis
Prominent Georgian statesman Edmund Burke described his ‘idea of a woman’ in terms of a young lady who is not a striking beauty or the kind of conversationalist to hold a room, but a quietly spoken, intelligent woman of discerning character whose personal charm and magnetism are felt more strongly at each meeting. (53 / 60 words)