half-celestial

Updated: May 21, 2025

That moment Devereux was on his feet. It was the apparition of Devereux; a blue fire gleaming in his eyes, not a word from his white lips, while three seconds might have ticked from Mrs. Irons's prosy old clock on the stair-head; his slender hand was outstretched in appeal and defiance, and something half-celestial, half-infernal the fallen angelic in his whole face and bearing.

Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu - The House by the Church-Yard