A picture by Leighton

But give them me, the mouth, the eyes, the brow!
Let them once more absorb me! One look now
  Will lap me round for ever, not to pass
Out of its light, though darkness lie beyond:
Hold me but safe again within the bond
  Of one immortal look! All woe that was,
Forgotten, and all terror that may be,
Defied,—no past is mine, no future: look at me!