“With howling sound, high carnival to keep,
And in wild uproar all embroil both land and deep.”
—Tasso, Jerusalem Delivered.
“Then forth it breakes, and with his furious blast
Confounds both land and seas, and skyes doth overcast.”
—Spenser, Faerie Queene.
[3:38.] Fall.
“The winds, as at their hour of birth,
Leaning upon the ridged sea.”
—Tennyson.