Bursts as a wave that from the clouds impends, And swell'd with tempests on the ship descends; White are the decks with foam; the winds aloud Howl o'er the masts, and sing through every shroud: Pale, trembling, tir'd, the sailors freeze with fears; And instant death on every wave appears.
Homer (1818). “The Iliad of Homer. Translated by A. Pope. A new edition. Adorned with plates”, p.342
