Agamemnon - V:655

For they, of old the deepest enemies, sea and fire,

made a conspiracy and gave the oath of hand

to blast in ruin our unhappy Argive army.

At night the sea began to rise in waves of death.

Ship against ship the Thracian stormwind shattered us,

and gored and split, our vessels, swept in violence

of storm and whirlwind, beaten by the breaking rain,

drove on in darkness, spun by the wicked shepherd's hand.

But when the sun came up again to light the dawn,

we saw the Aegean Sea blossoming with dead men,

the men of Achaea, and the wreckage of their ships.