"Darrow'll think an earthquake's come after him," remarked Trendon.

As if they did rejoice o'er a young earthquake's birth" When George III.

A helmless wreck upon the tide An earthquake's ruin wrapped in gloom A gnarled oak blasted in its pride Are feeble emblems of my doom.

Lo! an earthquake's awful shudder Makes the very mountains tremble.

The storms at sea, the earthquake's shock, the race Of men and beasts and flying fowl they trace; Or to the laws of numbers bend their mind, And search till Easter's annual day they find.