Ivan Turgenev

wary, sly, and rapacious

imperious, caressing, mocking

felt all through my being a sort of intense blissfulness that verged on imbecility.

tender untroubled bosom

I was as happy as a fish in water, and I could have stayed in that room for ever, have never left that place.

rosy face and prominent eyes.

had entered upon speculations and ruined himself utterly.

That’s exceedingly possible,

It seemed to me I had known her a long while and had never known anything nor lived at all till I met her… .

the sunshine, streaming in through the blind, shed a soft light over her fluffy golden curls, her innocent neck, her sloping shoulders, and tender untroubled bosom.