Head of Christ

Head of Christ
jesus christ on the cross
klimt painting the kiss
leonardo da vinci self portrait
at Norland after he first felt her influence over him to be more than it ought to be. In that, he could not be defended; but if he had injured her, how much more had he injured himself; if her case were pitiable, his was hopeless. His imprudence had made her miserable for a while; but it seemed to have deprived himself of all chance of ever being otherwise. She might in time regain tranquillity; but he, what had he to look forward to? Could he ever be tolerably happy with Lucy Steele? Could he, were his affection for herself out of the question, with his integrity, his delicacy, and well-informed mind, be satisfied with a wife like her- illiterate, artful, and selfish? 　　 The youthful infatuation of nineteen would naturally blind him to everything but her beauty and good nature; but the four succeeding years- years which, if rationally spent, give such improvement to the understanding- must have opened his eyes to her defects of education, while the same period of time, spent on her side in inferior society and more frivolous pursuits, had perhaps robbed her of that simplicity which might once have given an interesting character to her beauty.