A little old-fashioned, this ‘girt’, but still an unexpected way to speak of an island, focusing more on its surrounding sea than its sea-proud land.

‘A splendid midsummer shone over England: skies so pure, suns so radiant as were then seen in long succession, seldom favour even singly, our wave-girt land.’

For a refreshing dip in a favourite book all about ‘wave-girt lands’, see the bestellar review of Adam Nicolson’s breath-taking, humbling Sea Room.


Source: Charlotte Bronte, Jane Eyre (London: Bounty Books, 2012 (1847)), p. 322


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