I know not whether the day was fair or foul; in descending the drive, I gazed neither on sky nor earth: my heart was with my eyes; and both seemed migrated into Mr. Rochester's frame.
Non so se la giornata fosse bella o no; andando in chiesa non guardavo né il cielo, né la terra; il mio cuore era insieme con i miei occhi, e tutt'e due erano attaccati al volto del signor Rochester.