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  • There the water gurgled under the bladder-wrack of the large stones; the air was cool and clammy.

    The Trespasser

  • Pampiniform it writhes, bladder-wrack or kelp, a heavy swell that slops about rustily in the basalt trough, breaking through the sea rush;

    Unmanned

  • He had been there, but whatever difference he had made was of the same significance now as the dry bladder-wrack, the mummied gull near by, and the bleached shells.

    Old Junk

  • "Let's have a good sizable drum," said he; "something with a voice in it, not a bit of a toot, going off with a pop like bladder-wrack."

    The Manxman A Novel - 1895

  • When the joy of the summer was in the air, and the larks were singing high up in the sky, it seemed rather pleasant than otherwise to paddle about among the quiet pools and on the cold bladder-wrack.

    The Romance of the Coast

  • For the contents of the net were curious; and as the cork line was drawn back flat on the sands, there was plenty of work for the men to pick off the net the masses of tangled fucus and bladder-wrack which had come up with the tide.

    Sappers and Miners The Flood beneath the Sea

  • "Long strands of bladder-wrack," said Joe, after cautiously raising one leg from the water.

    Sappers and Miners The Flood beneath the Sea

  • Another angle of the zigzag rift was passed, and then the rugged stony flooring gave place to dark, deep water, beautifully transparent -- so clear that the many-tinted fronds of bladder-wrack and other weeds could be seen swaying to and fro under the influence of the tide which rose and fell.

    The Lost Middy Being the Secret of the Smugglers' Gap

  • "Not a rock on 'em, messmet; but I can hear the bladder-wrack washing in and out."

    The Lost Middy Being the Secret of the Smugglers' Gap

  • Then on they went, along by the rugged cliffs, Josh keeping them at a sufficient distance from the rocks for them to be in smooth water, while only some twenty or thirty yards away the tide was beating and foaming amongst the great masses of stone, making whirlpools and eddies, swishing up the tangled bladder-wrack and long-fronded sea-weed, and then pouncing upon it and tearing it back, to once more throw it up again.

    Menhardoc

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