Honest Winter snow-clad and with the frosted beard I can welcome not uncordially But that long deferment of the calendar’s promise that weeping gloom of March and April that bitter blast outraging the honour of May how often has it robbed me of heart and hope?

Honest Winter snow-clad and with the frosted beard I can welcome not uncordially But that long deferment of the calendar’s promise that weeping gloom of March and April that bitter blast outraging the honour of May how often has it robbed me of heart and hope?

– George Gissing –

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