a promising smiling

....., but the reader may make a faint idea of ​​my astonishment - from my
profound amazement - my mad confusion of heart and soul - as it is equal to
when she again looked around furtively, her sparkling eyes and staring at the full
let my rest

then with a gentle smile to reveal a shimmering beads of the same tooth row

and twice to clear and precise and unmistakable affirmative head tilt.
          Of course it is useless to dwell upon my joy - in my rapture - in my
boundless heart exuberance. If ever a man was mad with excessive happiness, I in
that moment. I loved it. It was - love at first sight.
                                                                                                   Excerpt from: The glasses (Edgar Allan Poe)