“Winter’s dregs made desolate the weakening eye of day”

I leant upon a coppice gate
When Frost was spectre-grey,
And Winter’s dregs made desolate
The weakening eye of day…

–Thomas Hardy, The Darkling Thrush

Washington Square, Winter edit
cf. William Glackens, Washington Square, Winter (1910)

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