Awaken, north wind; come, south wind. Blow on my garden, and spread the fragrance of its spices. Let my love come to his garden and eat its choicest fruits.
Since the harbour was unsuitable to winter in, the majority decided to set sail from there, hoping somehow to reach Phoenix, a harbour on Crete facing the southwest and northwest, and to winter there.
Since they had been without food for a long time, Paul then stood up among them and said, ‘You men should have followed my advice not to sail from Crete and sustain this damage and loss.