Elizabeth Gaskell Quotes: It Was Towards The End Of February In

It Was Towards The End Of February, In That Year, And A Bitter Black Frost Had Lasted For Many Weeks. The Keen East Wind Had Long Since Swept The Streets Clean, Though In A Gusty Day The Dust Would Rise Like Pounded Ice, And Make People's Faces Quite Smart With The Cold Force With Which It Blew Against Them. Houses, Sky, People, And Everything Looked As If A Gigantic Brush Had Washed Them All Over With A Dark Shade Of Indian Ink.
— Elizabeth Gaskell —

Related Authors

Related Topics