Si stravolse cosi alcun del tutto
Ma io nol vidi, ne credo che sia.”
The tempest is thus described:
“But lo! around the marsh’lling clouds unite,
Like thick battalions halting for the fight;
The sun sinks back, the tempest spirits sweep
Fierce through the air and flutter on the deep.
Till from their caverns rush the maniac blasts,
Tear the loose sails, and split the creaking masts,
And the lash’d billows, rolling in a train,