A cold coming we had of it,
Just the worst time of the year
For a journey, and such a long journey:
The ways deep and the weather sharp,
The very dead of winter.’
And the camels galled, sore-footed, refractory,
Lying down in the melting snow. (From T. S. Eliot, ‘The Journey of the Magi’, 1927)
about 1 month ago