Impending weather

that baleful and livid tint

predictive of a storm

-- Washington Irving, “Mountjoy”

 

 

There was a queer, lurid sort of sky

over the garden,

though there was a fair amoung of   fitful sunshine

almost as capricious as lightning.

-- G. K. Chesterton, The Paradoxes of Mr Pond (1936)

 

 

The bright  hot  morning

had changed slowly to a grey,

oppressive afternoon;

a heavy bank of clouds,

with the yellow tinge  of coming thunder,

had risen in the south.

The branches of the trees

drooped motionless …

-- John Galsworthy, The Man of Property (1906)