The Pirate

It was in the latter part of the month of June, of the year seventeen hundred andninety something, that the angry waves of the Bay of Biscay were graduallysubsiding, after a gale of wind as violent as it was unusual during that period of theyear. Still they rolled heavily; and, at times, the wind blew up in fitful, angry gusts,as if it would fain renew the elemental combat; but each effort was more feeble, andthe dark clouds which had been summoned to the storm, now fled in every quarterbef...