To the dread rattling thunder
Have I given fire and rifted Jove’s stout oak
With his own bolt; the strong-based promontory
Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck’d up
The pine and cedar: graves at my command
Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let ’em forth
By my so potent art. But this rough magic
I here abjure.
– William Shakespeare
The Tempest, Act 5, Scene 1. The powerful sorcerer Prospero recalls that he controlled nature when he created a storm at sea and added lightning to the thunder, then took it and used it to split an oak tree. He made the promontory shake, plucked up the pine and cedar, and commanded graves to waken the dead and let them forth. All this he did with his wild magic, which he now rejects.