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gluggy — invented word for the smell of a harbor that sells half-rotten.
There is a singular piece of rhyme, traditional among sailors, which they say over such pieces of beef. I do not know that it ever appeared in print before. When seated round the kid, if a particularly bad piece is found, one of them takes it up, and addressing it, repeats these lines: "Old horse! old horse! what brought you here?" —"From Sacarap
... See moreRichard Henry Dana • Two Years Before the Mast
The juice was stinking too. Once off the bush, The fruit fermented, the sweet flesh would turn sour. I always felt like crying. It wasn’t fair That all the lovely canfuls smelt of rot. Each year I hoped they’d keep, knew they would not.
Seamus Heaney • Death of a Naturalist
Annie Dillard • Annie Dillard - Pilgrim at Tinker Creek (pdf).pdf
The tide was high. I stayed near the edge and dunked my head all the way to the bottom, grabbed fistfuls of pebbles and tried to bring them all the way back up. But when I got to the surface, my hands were practically empty. One time, I wound up with a small, empty burgado seashell that looked like a shiny, worn moon.
Andrea Abreu • Dogs of Summer
His little whistle sound like it lost way down in a jar, and the jar in the bottom of the creek.