The river was brisk with boats and canoes and shallops.
"A Little Girl in Old Quebec" by Amanda Millie Douglas
A shallop was sent ashore, with five or six seamen, well-armed.
"The Adventures of the Chevalier De La Salle and His Companions, in Their Explorations of the Prairies, Forests, Lakes, and Rivers, of the New World, and Their Interviews with the Savage Tribes, Two Hundred Years Ago" by John S. C. Abbott
The shallop was quiescent in a remarkable degree, and thoroughly tethered.
"The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 14, No. 85, November, 1864" by Various
They presently sent a shallop, conceiving they should have some thing by him.
"Bradford's History of 'Plimoth Plantation'" by William Bradford
There she made a profound courtesy to all present, and again took her seat in the shallop.
"A New Voyage Round the World, in the years 1823, 24, 25, and 26, Vol. 2" by Otto von Kotzebue
It even appeared to us that M. Espiau had hid some of his people under the benches of the shallop.
"Thrilling Narratives of Mutiny, Murder and Piracy" by Anonymous
His party sailed in three small shallops drawing but little water.
"From Paris to New York by Land" by Harry de Windt
The garrison having observed the Chilian boat, sent out a shallop with twenty-five men, which came close alongside of us.
"Travels in Peru, on the Coast, in the Sierra, Across the Cordilleras and the Andes, into the Primeval Forests" by J. J. von Tschudi
The stream is strong and turbulent, and dark with heavy rains; The labourer looks up to see our shallop speed away.
"The Children's Garland from the Best Poets" by Various
His hand is on a shallop's bow.
"Lady of the Lake" by Sir Walter Scott
In all God's seas a tiny creek
Wherein to moor my shallop. Nay!
He is a mountain, chill with bleak
Stark winds of innocence astray!
"The Wild Ass" by Aleister Crowley
Far down the reach a creeping mist
Hung dim along the mountain side;
On shadowed water, sleek and whist,
I let the lazy shallop glide.
"The Nepean" by John Le Gay Brereton
Then free the white-sailed shallops glide,
And wide the ocean smiles,
Till, shoreward bent, his streams divide
The two bare Misery Isles.
"Agnes" by Oliver Wendell Holmes
But, Reader, not as these thou art,
So, loose thy shallop from its hold,
And, trusting to the ancient chart,
Thou 'It make them as of old.
"Hesperides" by Richard Le Gallienne
Drifting forever here
Barks that for many a year
Braved wind and weather;
Shallops but yesterday
Launched on yon shining bay,--
Drawn all together.
"Lone Mountain" by Francis Bret Harte
The moral? Where Doubt's eddies toss and twirl
Faith's slender shallop till her footing reel,
Plunge: if you find not peace beneath the whirl,
Groping, you may like Omar grasp a pearl.
"In A Copy Of Omar Khayyam" by James Russell Lowell