As the equinoctial gales swirl all around Britain, Algy finds it a wee bit difficult to hold on, in his not-so-sheltered corner of the Scottish Highlands:
That wind is from the North, I know it well;
No other breeze could have so wild a swell.
[From The North Wind by Anne Brontë.]
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