sea-marshes

The shaman danced with a writhing of body and arms, scarcely moving his feet, and as he danced, the great serpent danced with him, weaving and swaying as though mesmerized, and from the mask of the shaman rose a weird wailing that shuddered like the wind through the dry reeds along the sea-marshes.

The Conquering Sword of Conan Howard, Robert E. 2005

The shaman danced with a writhing of body and arms, scarcely moving his feet, and as he danced, the great serpent danced with him, weaving and swaying as though mesmerized, and from the mask of the shaman rose a weird wailing that shuddered like the wind through the dry reeds along the sea-marshes.

The Conquering Sword Of Conan Howard, Robert E. 2005

The shaman danced with a writhing of body and arms, scarcely moving his feet, and as he danced, the great serpent danced with him, weaving and swaying as though mesmerized, and from the mask of the shaman rose a weird wailing that shuddered like the wind through the dry reeds along the sea-marshes.

The Conan Chronicles Howard, Robert E. 1989

To the east the sea-marshes glistened, trees standing in spec-tacular white silhouette against the blue.

The Vatican Rip Gash, Jonathan 1981

Then the great blue heron rose slowly and silently and circled away over the flat sea-marshes.

Stories of Birds Lenore Elizabeth Mulets

Eastward rose the mountains of Elam, southward were the sea-marshes and the Kald [= a] or Chaldaeans and other

Encyclopaedia Britannica, 11th Edition, Volume 3, Part 1, Slice 1 "Austria, Lower" to "Bacon" Various

Not in clumps and bunches, not in spots and patches, not in banks, meadows, acres, but in -- yes; for still it lifted beyond and beyond and beyond; the eye could not touch the limit of them, for the eye can touch only the limit of vision; and the lilies filled the whole sea-marsh, for that is the way spring comes to the sea-marshes.

Balcony Stories Grace E. King

It will be at least three weeks after they are hatched before they will try to wade out into these flat sea-marshes.

Stories of Birds Lenore Elizabeth Mulets

And she loved her old home, with all its exquisite contents, with its rich gardens, its broad, fertile fields, above all with its wild heath and flat sea-marshes, she loved it with a hungry devotion, saddened and yet more vehement because her hold on it was jeopardised.

The Explorer 1919

And they come from the gray sea-marshes, where the gray sea-lavenders grow;

The Seven Whistlers 1895