Quotation by Shakespeare

Here's neither bush nor shrub to bear off any weather at all. And another storm brewing, I hear it sing i' the wind. Yond same black cloud, yond huge one, looks like a foul bombard that would shed his liquor. If it should thunder as it did before, I know not where to hide my head. Yond same cloud cannot choose but fall by pailfuls.
William Shakespeare (1564–1616), British dramatist, poet. Trinculo, in The Tempest, act 2, sc. 2, l. 18-24.

A "bombard" was a large leather container for liquor.
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