Tsunami
Tsunami (津波 Japanese big wave in port), often incorrectly called a tidal wave, is a series of massive waves that occurs after an earthquake, seaquake, volcanic activity, slumps or meteorite impacts in or near the sea. Since the constant energy of the tsunami is defined by height and speed, its height increases once its speed is reduced when the wave approaches land. The waves travel at high speed, unnoticed while travelling through deep water, but raising to a height of 30 metres and more. Tsunamis can cause severe destruction on coasts and islands.Many cities around the Pacific, notably in Japan, have warning systems and evacuation procedures in the event of a serious tsunami. Tsunami are often predicted by various seismologic institutes around the world and their progress monitored by satellites.
Evidence shows that megatsunamis, which are caused by whole islands collapsing into the ocean, are also possible.
External Link
- Computer-generated animation of a tsunami (http://www.geophys.washington.edu/tsunami/general/physics/runup.html)
- NOAA NWS West Coast & Alaska Tsunami Warning Center (http://wcatwc.gov/)
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AN UNPUBLISHED POEM, BY DAVID GARRICK,
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For passion's my Apollo:
That nonsense needs must follow.
Like Indian knife, or Highland sword,
Whilst Quin, a rebel to his lord,
Swear Shakespeare is divine;
His pains to laugh at mine.
Lord Frederick, George, and eke his Grace,
Nay, Hubert's melancholy face
Why goad me on to strife?
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This my reward! and this from you!
Who eats more toads than _you know who_
And sweat for many a mile?
_Grinning a ghastly smile!_
Did I not elsewhere risk my bones,
Did I not trot down hills of Stones,
Nor once from duty shrink?
A Bowman e'en in drink.
Did I not oft my conscience force,
Have I not prais'd Lord Georg's horse?
O'er hills, thro' vallies roam,
And Spaniels staid at home?
Have I not with your natives fed,
And ventur'd both my ears and head
Fitzherbert in his puns,
Lord Frederick with his nuns,
Than I am blest in Shakespear's muse!
Each drop of blood for him I'll lose,
For once a Tory shine,
And feel his right divine!
Attack my wife, my patent tear,
Burn, kill, or ravish, Lord! but spare,
Opinion may be sin?
To cleanse ourselves within?
From infidelity awake!
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