from The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia

  • n. In ship-building, same as paint-strake.


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  • Her upper hull was painted a glossy black from the sheer-strake to just above the waterline, where a thin gold band separated it from the vermilion of the lower hull.

    beneath an opal moon

  • He breathed deeply of the salt spray and fumed, briefly, gazing over the stern's sheer-strake.

    beneath an opal moon

  • She was a most beautiful vessel, lying long and low upon the water, her hull painted all black, from her rail to her copper, relieved only by a single narrow white stripe running along her sheer-strake from her white figure-head to the rather elaborate white scroll-work that decorated her quarter.

    A Middy of the Slave Squadron A West African Story

  • Then, while we were all standing agape, our ears deafened by the thunder and our eyes blinded by the glare of the lightning, a fierce gust of hot wind swept over us, filling our two staysails with a report like that of a cannon and laying the ship over to her sheer-strake.

    A Middy of the Slave Squadron A West African Story

  • So saying, he stepped off the brace-iron, planting his feet firmly on the broad beading which ran along the top edge of the sheer-strake, and leaning his body against the bulwarks, whilst he grasped the outer edge of the rail to steady himself, he speedily and easily reached the mizzen-chains.

    The Voyage of the Aurora

  • "Do not fire until I give the word, then pour your broadside in upon her decks -- not a shot below the sheer-strake for your lives."

    The Congo Rovers A Story of the Slave Squadron

  • But they were burning and scraping off all her outside paint, from the sheer-strake downward, and I asked the foreman what colour they were going to repaint her.

    Under the Ensign of the Rising Sun A Story of the Russo-Japanese War

  • And heeling right over, with three clews in the sail, and the heavy foremost fellow astride on the sheer-strake, with his huge sea-boots dangling in the sea-foam, away they scudded through the blinding spray right into the open sea, amidst the howling and roaring of the wind.

    Weird Tales from Northern Seas

  • 'em below their sheer-strake and they begins to drag and to sag at once.

    A Middy in Command A Tale of the Slave Squadron


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