13.4.23

From the entry dated “Monday 8 February” (1802) in THE GRASMERE JOURNAL of Dorothy Wordsworth

I never felt such a cold night. There was a strong wind and it froze very hard. I collected together all the clothes I could find (for I durst not go into the pantry for fear of waking William). At first when I went to bed I seemed to be warm, I suppose because the cold air, which I had just left, no longer touched my body, but I soon found that I was mistaken. I could not sleep from sheer cold.