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The Captain of the ship was not afraid, because he had seen storms before, and had sailed his ship through them in safety; but he knew that his passengers would be in danger if they tried to stay on deck, so he put them all into the cabin and told them to stay there until after the storm was over, and to keep brave hearts and not be scared, and all would be well with them.
Came days of storm, days and nights of storm, when the ocean menaced us with its roaring whiteness, and the wind smote our struggling boat with a Titan's buffets.
The storm exasperated him, the gale made him furious, and he longed to lash the obstinate sea into obedience.
Verily, like a storm cometh my happiness, and my freedom
The sixth day of our being at sea we came into Yarmouth Roads; the wind having been contrary and the weather calm, we had made but little way since the storm.
There was nothing to do but to let the storm blow itself out, which it did in two days.
Close on its apparition, and blindingly violet by contrast, danced out the first lightning of the gathering storm, and the thunder burst like a rocket overhead.
As yet the forces, from whose linking the lightning springs, were held apart, and the silence of nature proclaimed the calm before the storm.
At times the mist cleared, and the sea for some distance could be seen in the glare of the lightning, which came thick and fast, followed by such peals of thunder that the whole sky overhead seemed trembling under the shock of the footsteps of the storm.
No, no, Miss Silvester--I am sorry to be in the way, but the train has gone, and the night and the storm have come.
In the intervals I heard him tramping all over the house, his footsteps distinctly audible in the pauses of the storm.
The big storm of the winter began on my eleventh birthday, the twentieth of January.
The rain swished with it, and immediately there were all those sounds of windows being shut and doors slamming violently which accompany a storm.
She handled the little ship like a veteran, though few veterans would have faced the menace of such a storm in so light a craft.
The opera proceeded, it was a piece with a storm in it; the mimic thunder began to mutter, the mimic wind began to wail and sough, and the mimic rain to patter.