Английский с Эдгаром По. Падение дома Ашеров / Edgar Allan Poe. The Fall of the House of Usher

A cadaverousness of complexion; an eye large, liquid, and luminous beyond comparison; lips somewhat thin and very pallid, but of a surpassingly beautiful curve; a nose of a delicate Hebrew model, but with a breadth of nostril unusual in similar formations; a finely moulded chin, speaking, in its want of prominence, of a want of moral energy; hair of a more than web-like softness and tenuity; these features, with an inordinate expansion above the regions of the temple, made up altogether a countenance not easily to be forgotten.

And now in the mere exaggeration of the prevailing character of these features (а теперь, в простом преувеличении преобладающего характера этих черт), and of the expression they were wont to convey (и выражения, которое они привыкли выражать), lay so much of change that I doubted to whom I spoke (лежало = заключалось так много перемены, что я сомневался, с кем я говорю). The now ghastly pallor of the skin (теперь = нынешняя призрачная бледность кожи), and the now miraculous lustre of the eye, above all things startled and even awed me (и нынешний таинственный блеск глаза = глаз, более всего: «надо всеми вещами» пугал /меня/ и даже наводил на меня ужас). The silken hair, too, had been suffered to grow all unheeded (шелковистым волосам также было позволено расти совершенно без препятствий: «оставленными без внимания»; to heed – учитывать, обращать внимание), and as, in its wild gossamer texture, it floated rather than fell about the face (и так как со своей естественной газовой текстурой они скорее текли, чем ниспадали вокруг лица; wild – дикий), I could not, even with effort, connect its Arabesque expression with any idea of simple humanity (я не мог даже с усилием = даже усилием воли связать их /схожую с/ арабесками выразительность с каким-либо представлением о простой человечности).

And now in the mere exaggeration of the prevailing character of these features, and of the expression they were wont to convey, lay so much of change that I doubted to whom I spoke. The now ghastly pallor of the skin, and the now miraculous lustre of the eye, above all things startled and even awed me. The silken hair, too, had been suffered to grow all unheeded, and as, in its wild gossamer texture, it floated rather than fell about the face, I could not, even with effort, connect its Arabesque expression with any idea of simple humanity.