"So swelling surges, with a thundering roar, Driv'n on each others' backs, insult the shore, Bound o'er the rocks, encroach upon the land, And far upon the beach heave up the sand; Then backward rapidly they take their way, Repulsed from upper ground, and seek the sea."
Место: Chapter XII. Apology For Raimond Sebond. · ¶2717 Лицензия: Public domain · Источник Текст приведён как в издании, без правок.