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Rh And as the skies above, the waves below Signs of the rising wind and tempest show: When the long hollow rolling billows roar, Breaking in froth upon the echoing shore; And through the rugged rock and craggy steep Whispers a murmuring sound, not loud but deep.

When screaming to the land the lone flies, And from the crag reiterates her cries; Breasting the wind in flocks the sail, And smooth their plumes against th' opposing gale; And diving their wings expand, And tread—strange visitors—the solid land; When from their briny couch the soar, And beat with clanging wings the echoing shore; When gathering clouds are roll'd as drifting snow In giant length along the mountain's brow; When the light down, that crowns the thistles head, On ocean's calm and glassy face is spread Extending far and wide—the sailors hail These signs, prophetic of the rising gale.

and in the summer show The point from which the freshening breeze will blow.

Mark when athwart the ebon vault of night The shoot their flash of vivid light— From that same quarter will the wind arise, And in like manner rush along the skies.