Full swiftly blew the swift Siroc,
When last I pressed thy lip;
And long ere now, with foaming shock,
Impelled thy gallant ship.
"Stanzas Composed During A Thunderstorm" by Lord George Gordon Byron
Curst was the siroc, steaming hot,
When patriot against patriot
Was set in mad array;
And doubly curst that poisoned trail,
That lingers, when the sweeping gale
Has moaned and died away.
"For The Carrier Of The Mirror. 1826" by John Gardiner Calkins Brainard