Very cold
indeed. This hyperbole for
feeling cold replaces the
older idea
of one’s blood freezing. Thus
Shakespeare wrote of Pericles, after he was shipwrecked, “A man throng’d up with chill; my veins are cold” (Pericles, 2.1). This thought persisted well into the nineteenth cen- tury, appearing in poems by Tennyson (“Till her blood was frozen slowly,” in “The Lady
of Shalott”)
and Lawrence Binyon (“In
the terrible
hour of
the dawn, when the veins are cold,” in Edith Cavell).
The Fexco 2024 concludes by breaking records in visits and economic
activity.
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The International Fair and Exhibition of Cochabamba (Fexco) concluded
yesterday after 11 days of constant and intense activity. Preliminary
figures indi...
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