
Source: NYPL, The Carl H. Pforzheimer Collection of Shelley and His Circle
Last Tuesday, I went to York for my weekly salsa dancing class, with 2.5 hours to kill beforehand. I decided to go for a wander, the kind with no fixed destination in mind. In true flâneur style, I dropped my phone in my bag, put one foot in front of the other, and took whichever street I liked the look of.
And that’s how I found out about Elizabeth Montagu.



