This day of slackened sails and a bright sleeping water kept the yachtsmen on land; there was a crowd to meet the morning boat.
"The Adventures of Harry Richmond, Complete" by George Meredith
You still carry on, till they know that you must see them; then 'bout ship, and crowd sail to escape.
"Mary Anerley" by R. D. Blackmore
We knew them to be pirates, and crowded sail dead before the wind to get clear.
"Ned Myers" by James Fenimore Cooper
They, however, objected to this, and were soon seen crowding all sail in chase.
"Ben Burton" by W. H. G. Kingston
Now she crowded all the sail she could venture to carry in the increasing breeze.
"Peter the Whaler" by W.H.G. Kingston
Crowding all sail with eager haste, they dashed on to secure their hoped-for prey.
"True Blue" by W.H.G. Kingston
Scarcely had we stowed our unexpected passengers away, and very much crowded up we were with them, than a sail was reported to the southward.
"My First Voyage to Southern Seas" by W.H.G. Kingston
All sail was crowded upon the brig, and she made all possible speed to the scene of conflict.
"The Naval History of the United States" by Willis J. Abbot
That fellow Bothwell is going to crowd on all sail in his preparations.
"The Pirate of Panama" by William MacLeod Raine
Her deck was crowded with men, but instead of attempting to shorten sail, they were all shrieking and fighting together.
"A Voyage round the World" by W.H.G. Kingston
The enemy on discovering him crowded all sail to escape, on which he made a signal for a general chase.
"How Britannia Came to Rule the Waves" by W.H.G. Kingston
The French line was soon seen bearing down on the port tack, the rearward ships crowding sail to close up.
"Famous Sea Fights" by John Richard Hale
The great steamship was crowded on this trip, Rusty being in good luck to obtain a stateroom relinquished just before sailing time.
"The Ghost Breaker" by Charles Goddard
At three o'clock the wind slackened, permitting us to shake out our reefs and crowd on all sail.
"Voyage of the Paper Canoe" by Nathaniel H. Bishop
Very often he did not, and by crowding all possible sail he did his best to get away.
"Naval Warfare" by James R. Thursfield
One is to crowd on board the river-boat and set all sail down to the port, and get out to sea and coast along north for Hai-Hai.
"Stan Lynn" by George Manville Fenn
I missed the crowds usually on the bluff or pier, when a boat was going to sail.
"All the Days of My Life: An Autobiography" by Amelia Edith Huddleston Barr
As they went, others were going; the freighter which was the first to sail for Alexandria bade fair to be crowded with passengers.
"Saul of Tarsus" by Elizabeth Miller
The big hotel here is now crowded with travelers, the most of them just returned from or about to sail for Alaska.
"A Summer's Outing" by Carter H. Harrison
He kept from them to prevent suspicion, but, at the approach of night, pursued them with all the sail he could crowd.
"Fifty-two Stories of the British Navy, from Damme to Trafalgar." by Alfred H. Miles
He seized each rope with a madman's haste,
And he set the helm to go,
And every sail he crowded on
As the furious winds did blow.
"The Old Man's Story" by Mary Botham Howitt
Ambassadors, yes, and attaches, too,
Are going to sail for Chickeraboo.
And, see, on the good ship's crowded deck,
A bishop, who's going out there on spec.
"The Three Kings of Chickeraboo" by William Schwenck Gilbert
While, O my heart! as white sails shiver,
And crowds are passing, and banks stretch wide
How hard to follow, with lips that quiver,
That moving speck on the far-off side!
"Divided" by Jean Ingelow
Over its billows the steamboats tread,
With their waters rushing high,
Or the snowy sail to the wind is spread,
As the noble bark on her way is sped
To the crowded city nigh.
"The Forest River." by Harriet Annie Wilkins
Watch how he listless drifts along,
His wings with winds at sport — But look! a sail has hove in sight,
A dove has crossed to port.
See how he crowds on ev'ry sail
And screams his war-cry to the gale.
"The Hawk" by James Edwin Campbell
I can see the skipper leanin' on the bridge's rail;
Hear him holler to the chief mate, "Crowd her — set all sail!"
I can feel the clipper leapin', as a colt untried,
Free to roam the rollin' pastures o' the open tide.
"Johnnie Chanteyman" by Bill Adams