beak-head

His eye ridges came together to form a “V” in the center of his forehead, and he grinned. “Listen beak-head, consider it motivation.

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Half an hour afterward the beak-head of the yacht was turned toward Talcahuano, over a sea worthy of being called the

In Search of the Castaways 2003

They discovered, besides, two ships drawn up upon the beach, whose long lines and snake-heads, beside the stoat carved on the beak-head of one, and the adder on that of the other, bore witness to the piratical habits of their owner.

The Cornwall Coast

From where he stood, Mr. Blood could see the glinting of the brass cannons mounted on the prow above the curving beak-head, and he could make out the figure of a seaman in the forechains on her larboard side, leaning out to heave the lead.

Captain Blood Rafael Sabatini 1912

Almost at once two successive spurts of flame leapt from the brass cannon on the Arabella's beak-head, and scarcely had the watchers on the poop seen the shower of spray, where one of the shots struck the water near them, then with a rending crash and a shiver that shook the

Captain Blood Rafael Sabatini 1912

Leaving her thus half-crippled, temporarily, at least, and keeping to his course, he had bewildered the crew of the Infanta by a couple of shots from the chasers on his beak-head, then crashed alongside to grapple and board her, whilst Hagthorpe was doing the like by the San Felipe.

Captain Blood Rafael Sabatini 1912

The vessel was bearing down upon them, her mountains of snowy canvas bellying forward, the long pennon with the cross of St. George fluttering from her main truck in the morning breeze, the gilded portholes in her red hull and the gilded beak-head aflash in the morning sun.

Captain Blood Rafael Sabatini 1912

Her beak-head was in splinters, and a shot had smashed through into the great cabin, reducing it to wreckage.

Captain Blood Rafael Sabatini 1912

The sight of that great red ship with her gilt beak-head and open ports swinging broadside on must have given check to Rivarol's soaring exultation.

Captain Blood Rafael Sabatini 1912

For a moment she seemed to hesitate, then she plunged forward again, her beak-head in splinters, her forecastle smashed, and a gaping hole forward, that was only just above the water-line.

Captain Blood Rafael Sabatini 1912