At that instant the curlew shot over her head with its deep, mournful cry.
"The Curlew" dashed forward, rising and falling with the swells.
It was at once set; and "The Curlew" started on in the wake of the shower.
It ain't as if 'The Curlew' was loaded down, and lay low in the water.
Then silence again, save for the long-drawn wail of a curlew.
And afar off a curlew ...