Blarney her cliverly, and work her to a foam against the McBrides.
That tremendous hillside of foam is before my eyes night and day.
Nearly every dash of foam brought with it biting bits of seaweed now.
I think we have now got rid of the Foam, as well as of the gale.
The Foam put her helm down, and tacked beautifully to the south-east.
The Foam Flake was pretty nearly ...