egeria's

Updated: June 27, 2025

Egeria's is a glory like Eve's; it is expressive, breathing a hundred delicate suggestions of herself; not tortured into frizzles, or fringes, or artificial shapes, but winding its lustrous lengths about her head, just high enough to show the beautiful nape of her neck, "where this way and that the little lighter-coloured irreclaimable curls run truant from the knot, curls, half curls, root curls, vine ringlets, wedding-rings, fledgling feathers, tufts of down, blown wisps, all these wave, or fall, or stray, loose and downward in the form of small, silken paws, hardly any of them thicker than a crayon shading, cunninger than long, round locks of gold to trick the heart."

Kate Douglas Smith Wiggin - Penelope's Postscripts