"It was the fourth of April, a bright blowy day, too cold to stand
about in, with a sky as blue as a hedgesparrow's egg, and one of those
spiteful spring winds that come tearing along the pavement in sudden
gusts and blow, dry stinging dust in your face." [Mystery Author]
Identify the above passage and compare with well-known predecessors
and postdecessors.
"When in April the sweet showers fall
That pierce March's drought to the root and all
And bathed every vein in liquor that has power
To generate therein and sire the flower;
When Zephyr also has with his sweet breath,
Filled again, in every holt and heath,
The tender shoots and leaves, and the young sun
His half-course in the sign of the Ram has run,
And many little birds make melody
That sleep through all the night with open eye
(So Nature pricks them on to ramp and rage)
Then folk do long to go on pilgrimage," [Chaucer, Geoff.]
"Oh, to be in England Now that April's there" [Browning, Bob]
"April is the cruelest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain." [Eliot, Tom]
http://www.youtube.com/v/xXe5_x8Et6c&rel=1 [Fitzgerald, E]
"It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking
thirteen. Winston Smith, his chin nuzzled into his breast in an effort
to escape the vile wind, slipped quickly through the glass doors of
Victory Mansions, though not quickly enough to prevent a swirl of
gritty dust from entering along with him." [Orwell, G.]
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