With horrid waves insult his vessel's sides,
And may the cast wind on a leeward shore
Her cables part, while she in tumult rides,
And shatters into shivers every oar."—Freneau.
"They came, as the ocean-wave comes in its wrath,
When the storm spirit frowns on the deep;
They came as the mountain-wind comes on its path
When the tempest hath roused it from sleep;
They were met, as the rock meets the wave,
And dashes its fury to air;