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Beyond this flood a frozen continent / Lies dark and wilde, beat with perpetual storms / Of whirlwind and dire hail, which on firm land / Thaws not, but gathers heap, and ruin seems / Of ancient pile; all else deep snow and ice. / - Milton, Paradise Lost, II
"They say it's going to blow like hell. Go and look at the glass. " Thus Titus Oates quietly to me a few hours before we left the pack.