Very fair was her face, and her long hair was like a river of gold.
Slender and tall she was in her white robe girt with silver; but strong
she seemed and stern as steel, a daughter of kings. Thus Aragon for the
first time in the full light of day beheld Eowyn, lady of Rohan, and
thought her fair, fair and cold, like a morning of pale spring that is
not yet come to womanhood.
