"But lo! Her twinkling eye is bright with love from heaven,’

In every look it beams with praise, as worshipping with angels;

What honeycomb is hived upon her lips, eloquent of gratitude and prayer, ---

What triumph shrined serene upon her brow,

What glory flickering transparent under those smiling cheeks,

What beauty in her face: --- Is it not the face of an angel?”

Martin F. Tupper.

I can't think of anything so captivating as virtue exuding joy.

Rare today, no doubt, but when one comes across it, I think Tupper's poetic description nearly describes it.

It's why we love children and they have so much power over us.