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Burke's chief claim to fame is the poem Oíche na Gaoithe Móire (Night of the Big Wind), concerning a severe windstorm which swept across Ireland on the night of 6–7 January 1839 causing severe damage to property and several hundred deaths. According to Mary Burke,
The Night of the Big Wind (Irish: Oíche na Gaoithe Móire) was a powerful European windstorm that swept across what was then the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, beginning on the afternoon of 6 January 1839, causing severe damage to property and several hundred deaths. 20 to 25% of houses in north Dublin were damaged or destroyed, and 42 ships were wrecked. [1]
The following poem is set in Drumnacanvy, based on the Night of the Big Wind: It came and it came and it came, Like all the devil's bellows loosed out of hell, Howlin' and screamin' and cuttin' an callin.' It came and came, and came upon Drumnacanvy. The day a-fore was flat calm and quiet Not a rush or bush or wisp of smoke
"Wynken, Blynken, and Nod" is a poem for children written by American writer and poet Eugene Field and published on March 9, 1889. [citation needed] The original title was "Dutch Lullaby". The poem is a fantasy bed-time story about three children sailing and fishing among the stars from a boat which is a wooden shoe. The names suggest a sleepy ...
'Twas the Night Before Christmas History. The poem, originally titled A Visit or A Visit From St. Nicholas, was first published anonymously on Dec. 23, 1823, in a Troy, New York newspaper called ...
After a "weary time", the ship encounters a ghostly hulk. On board are Death (a skeleton) and the "Night-mare Life-in-Death", a deathly pale woman, who are playing dice for the souls of the crew. With a roll of the dice, Death wins the lives of the crew members and Life-in-Death the life of the mariner, a prize she considers more valuable.
The National Hurricane Center put the Big Bend and parts of North Florida under a Hurricane Watch Saturday morning as a strengthening tropical depression set its sights on the Gulf of Mexico and ...
It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents—except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind that swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness.