“Loud roared the dreadful thunder,
The rain a deluge showers.”
The Bay of Biscay (lyrics, c. 1805), reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
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“And the weed loud, like a lion's roar.”
Intro, written with Willie Hodge and Jermaine Preyan
2010s, Tha Carter IV (2011)
“The spray falls in a rain and from afar shrouds the vessel in a watery deluge.”
Effluit imber
spumeus et magno puppem procul aequore vestit.
Source: Argonautica, Book IV, Lines 665–666

“We are the boys
That fear no noise
Where the thundering cannons roar.”
She Stoops to Conquer (1771), Act II
“Temptation: seeds we are forbidden to water, that are showered with rain.”
Signposts to Elsewhere (2008)

1850s, West India Emancipation (1857)
Context: Let me give you a word of the philosophy of reform. The whole history of the progress of human liberty shows that all concessions yet made to her august claims, have been born of earnest struggle. The conflict has been exciting, agitating, all-absorbing, and for the time being, putting all other tumults to silence. It must do this or it does nothing. If there is no struggle, there is no progress. Those who profess to favor freedom, and yet depreciate agitation, are men who want crops without plowing up the ground. They want rain without thunder and lightning. They want the ocean without the awful roar of its many waters. This struggle may be a moral one; or it may be a physical one; or it may be both moral and physical; but it must be a struggle. Power concedes nothing without a demand. It never did and it never will. Find out just what any people will quietly submit to, and you have found out the exact amount of injustice and wrong which will be imposed upon them; and these will continue till they are resisted with either words or blows, or with both. The limits of tyrants are prescribed by the endurance of those whom they oppress. [... ] Men might not get all they work for in this world, but they must certainly work for all they get. If we ever get free from the oppressions and wrongs heaped upon us, we must pay for their removal. We must do this by labor, by suffering, by sacrifice, and if needs be, by our lives and the lives of others.

“So the loud torrent and the whirlwind's roar
But bind him to his native mountains more.”
Source: The Traveller (1764), Line 217.

“Raise your words, not voice.
It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.”
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