Edmond felt the trembling of the rock beneath which he lay; the
waves, dashing themselves against it, wetted him with their spray.
The disturbance seems generally, as in the case of Concepcion, to have been of two kinds: first, at the instant of the shock, the water swells high up on the beach with a gentle motion, and then as quietly retreats; secondly, some time afterwards, the whole body of the sea retires from the coast, and then returns in
waves of overwhelming force.
The grayness of the whole immense surface, the wind furrows upon the faces of the
waves, the great masses of foam, tossed about and waving, like matted white locks, give to the sea in a gale an appearance of hoary age, lustreless, dull, without gleams, as though it had been created before light itself.
As he wandered up and down on the banks of the mill-pond he heard a rustling in the water, and when he looked near he saw a white woman rising up from the
waves.
Then the wind pushed the edges of the ripples until they became
waves, and shoved the
waves around until they became billows.
Once I shipped a sea so heavy that I had to stop and bail, with my heart fluttering like a bird, but gradually I got into the way of the thing and guided my coracle among the
waves, with only now and then a blow upon her bows and a dash of foam in my face.
Looking down over the rails Prince Nesvitski saw the rapid, noisy little
waves of the Enns, which rippling and eddying round the piles of the bridge chased each other along.
On the Lei rose flames, the Fairy stood above, at that time, and beckoned with her right hand clearly and urgently to the infatuated Knight, while with a staff in her left hand she called the
waves to her service.
The fisherman used to go out all day long a-fishing; and one day, as he sat on the shore with his rod, looking at the sparkling
waves and watching his line, all on a sudden his float was dragged away deep into the water: and in drawing it up he pulled out a great fish.
As the Indians of the plains who depend upon the chase are bold and expert riders, and pride themselves upon their horses, so these piscatory tribes of the coast excel in the management of canoes, and are never more at home than when riding upon the
waves. Their canoes vary in form and size.
As the noise of the troubled ocean when roll the
waves on high, as the last peal of thunder in heaven, such is the din of war.
There open fanes and gaping graves Yawn level with the luminous
waves ; But not the riches there that lie In each idol's diamond eye - Not the gaily-jewelled dead Tempt the waters from their bed ; For no ripples curl, alas!