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" The ice fair became a center of utmost brilliancy in England. Great statesmen , in their beards and ruffs, dispatched affairs of the state under crimson awnings. Admirals strode up and down the narrow pathways, glass in hand, sweeping the horizon and telling stories of the Spanish Armada. Lovers dallied upon divans spread with sables . Frozen roses fell in showers when the Queen and her ladies walked abroad. Here and there burnt vast bonfires of cedar and oak wood, lavishly salted, so that the flames were of green , orange and purple fire. However fiercely they burnt, the heat was not enough to melt the ice." -Excerpt from the book Orlando by Virginia Woolf . |
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