But little Pearl was not clad in rustic weeds.
"The Scarlet Letter" by Nathaniel Hawthorne
Lovely sea-weeds grew from the white sand, and heaps of pearls lay everywhere.
"Lulu's Library, Volume II" by Louisa M. Alcott
The shore here is strewn with the iridescent purple shells of a small oyster, which lie gleaming like coloured pearls on the sand and weed.
"Nooks and Corners of Cornwall" by C. A. Dawson Scott
White stones and deep purple patches of weed lie like pearls and amethysts imbedded in the heart of the cool emerald.
"Vistas in Sicily" by Arthur Stanley Riggs
For the same wave that rims the Carib shore
With momentary brede of pearl and gold,
Goes hurrying thence to gladden with its roar
Lorn weeds bound fast on rocks of Labrador,
By love divine on one sweet errand rolled.
"Seaweed" by James Russell Lowell