Sir William George Armstrong (1810–1900), 1st Baron Armstrong of Cragside, in the Inglenook at Cragside
Henry Hetherington Emmerson (1831–1895)
“How well I know what I mean to do
When the long dark Autumn evenings come,
And where, my soul, is thy pleasant hue?
With the music of all thy voices, dumb
In life’s November too!
I shall be found by the fire, suppose,
O’er a great wise book as beseemeth age,
While the shutters flap as the cross-wind blows,
And I turn the page, and I turn the page,
Not verse now, only prose!”
Robert Browning
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