Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes, Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That hush'd in grim repose expects his evening prey.
Quotes about whirlwinds (2 Quotes)
So the loud torrent and the whirlwind's roar But bind him to his native mountains more.