Emma Lazarus,
Alide: an episode of Goethe's life
(1874)
“ Rahel was chattering to the sacristan, who led her and Madame Duroc away from the others, down the long aisle. "Alide," said Goethe, in a low voice, as she raised her eyes towards him, "I love you dearly when I see you thus, and yet you are not mine at such a time: you seem rapt away from me in some beautiful vision where I cannot follow. The gates of heaven are open for an instant, and then all is dark to me, until you return to earth, bringing upon your brow a reflection of the very glory of Paradise." ”
