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Coarse sea spray has also been found to inhibit the development of lightning in storm clouds. [4] Sea spray is directly (and indirectly, through SSA) responsible for a significant degree of the heat and moisture fluxes between the atmosphere and the ocean, [5] [6] affecting global climate patterns and tropical storm intensity. [7]
Cumulus humilis indicates a dry day ahead.. Weather lore is the body of informal folklore related to the prediction of the weather and its greater meaning.. Much like regular folklore, weather lore is passed down through speech and writing from normal people without the use of external measuring instruments.
Sea Surface full of Clouds" is a poem from the second, 1931, edition of Wallace Stevens's first book of poetry, Harmonium. It was first published in 1924, so it is restricted by copyright. It was first published in 1924, so it is restricted by copyright.
For ships at sea, however, the wind and rough seas from an approaching storm system could still be a problem, even without rainfall. Because of different prevailing wind patterns around the globe, the traditional rhyme is generally not correct at lower latitudes of both hemispheres , where prevailing winds are from east to west.
Brontë's love of the sea is expressed in this poem. In it, the sea is portrayed as "The Great Liberator". [2]The line "the long withered grass in the sunshine is glancing" and the footnote she wrote at the bottom of the poem reveals that Brontë "loved wild weather, as she loved the sea, and hard country and snow". [3]
The spray and the tempest's roar. (Chorus) A life on the ocean wave, A home on the rolling deep, Where the scattered waters rave, and the winds their revels keep, The winds, the winds, the winds their revels keep, (the winds, the winds, the winds their revels keep). Once more on the deck I stand, Of my own swift gliding craft,
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The sea is calm to-night, The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits;—on the French coast, the light Gleams, and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay. Come to the window, sweet is the night-air! Only, from the long line of spray Where the sea meets the moon-blanched land,