The midnight air was bitingly cold, but she did not feel it.

It's a brilliantly sunny, bitingly cold day in the glens of Antrim.

It was bitingly cold and refreshing, drifting past in the autumn morning air.

After the heat of the room, the air was bitingly cold.

Despite the air being bitingly cold, Emily's palms began to sweat.

The wind, bitingly cold, drove the snow before it in an almost solid wall.

The smell of the place was nauseating, and yet the atmosphere was bitingly cold.

The hour was now late-thestreets deserted-theair bitingly cold.

Already, the ground was slushy and the air bitingly cold.

One bitingly cold afternoon last week, we took a 5th Ave. bus to the Cloisters.

It was bitingly cold, the sky filled with white moonlight, the earth covered with white snow.

He was in his shirt-sleeves and the wind was bitingly cold, but the rain had stopped.

It was a very dubious-looking, nay, a very dark and dismal night, bitingly cold and cheerless.

It was bitingly cold on the river.

It was bitingly cold up here, and the wind pulled at his clothes like an insistent lover.

Back to it, his eyes on the door opposite, he fought with the bitingly cold brass handle.