After the meeting at which Harry had signed the recruiting roll, he had taken her home up the long, sloping hill, through moonlight as soft, as inspiring, as glorifying as that which had melted even the frosty Goddess of Maidenhood, so that she stooped from her heavenly Unapproachableness, and kissed the handsome Endymion as he slept.
"The Red Acorn"
John McElroy