spoke of the sacred terror that visits the noble soul when a godlike countenance, a perfect body appears to him-of how he trembles then and is beside himself and hardly dares look at the possessor of beauty, and reveres him and would even sacrifice to him as to a graven image, if he did not fear to seem foolish in the eyes of men.
hitz egiten zion nolako izuikarak menperatzen duen sentimendu prestuak dituen gizona jainkoena bezalako aurpegi bat, gorputz bikain bat aurkezten zaionean, nola inarrosten duen dardarizoak eta, bere senetik irtenda, doi-doi nola begiratzen dion, eta Edertasunaren jabe denari nola gur egiten eta opariak ere egingo lizkiokeen koloma botibo bati bezala gizonen begietan tenteltzat hartua izatearen beldur izango ez balitz.