had found her man, He had now arrived at that period which Dante
Mezzo del cammin di nostra vita,
and was in person tall, dignified, and commanding.
His frame was solid and compact; his features were strongly marked; and his clear, dark eye, deeply set beneath his heavy brow and massive forehead, shone when he was engaged in speaking, with peculiar brilliancy.
His voice was strong and musical, his gesticulation unconstrained and graceful.
Nature had set on him her imperial seal of greatness, which a generous and untiring culture had developed.
Few men of the day possessed a broader scholarship,