Words

I love these words:

“The rain beat strongly against the panes, the wind blew tempestuously: “One lies there,” I thought, “who will soon be beyond the war of earthly elements.  Whither will that spirit—now struggling to quit its material tenement—flit when at length released?”

Excerpt From:
Charlotte Brontë & F.H. Townsend. “Jane Eyre.” iBooks.
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