A couple of maid-servants stood on the steps with lanterns in their hands, and a tall lady, with a too slight figure, a wasp-like waist and a flaming aureole of red-gold hair sprinkled with grey, threw two thin arms round Lilly's neck, and in a plaintive, discordant voice spoke motherly words of welcome, which instead of warming Lilly's heart filled it with shyness and dread.
"The Song of Songs"
Hermann Sudermann
A serene self-confidence, an air of supreme mastery of the situation, illumined his person like an aureole.
"The Song of Songs"
Hermann Sudermann
Let his radiance fall On my heart nocturnal and make it shine In the wheeling aureole of his sword!
"Poems of Emile Verhaeren"
Emile Verhaeren