A few strokes of the oars brought them to the barge's side, and Rebecca's waterman threw a rope to one of the crew.
"The Panchronicon" by Harold Steele Mackaye
A few strokes of the oar brought us to the Hotel dell' Europa.
"Pilgrimage from the Alps to the Tiber" by James Aitken Wylie
Over the still waters Albert could detect the measured stroke of his oars.
"Uncle Terry" by Charles Clark Munn
The stroke oar is the seat of honor.
"Social Life" by Maud C. Cooke
As Tom was pulling the stroke oar, and doing rather more work than any one else, the others agreed to row on as long as he would row.
"Harper's Young People, June 22, 1880" by Various
With a stroke or two of the oars Job swung the stern of the boat to the rocks.
"Billy Topsail & Company" by Norman Duncan
Roger assisted him, and a few strokes of the oars brought the craft alongside of that which had been used by the Porton party.
"Dave Porter and His Double" by Edward Stratemeyer
Soonded like an oar stroke.
"Fire Mountain" by Norman Springer
The oars were even then bending to the first stroke of his powerful effort.
"Frontier Boys in the South Seas" by Wyn Roosevelt
Jo was pulling the stroke oars, and Jeems was pulling the other pair directly behind him.
"The Frontier Boys in the Sierras" by Wyn Roosevelt
A few more strokes of the oar, and they landed.
"A Struggle for Rome, v. 1" by Felix Dahn
At every stroke keep your eyes on your stroke oar.
"The Battleship Boys' First Step Upward" by Frank Gee Patchin
Then he heard the stroke of oars on the river.
"Villa Eden:" by Berthold Auerbach
A few strokes of the oar brought the canoe into a little creek, and its passengers leapt on shore.
"Abandoned" by Jules Verne
He leapt in after her, and with a stroke or two of his oar, they were in deep water.
"L'Arrabiata and Other Tales" by Paul Heyse
Here, do you take the tiller and I will row the stroke-oar.
"Maori and Settler" by G. A. Henty
I was shoved out at full length, shoving at the stroke oar while the men pulled.
"The Story of a Strange Career" by Anonymous
With quick strokes of the oars the boat shot out on the broad surface of the lake.
"In Paradise" by Paul Heyse
Then he sprang in after her, and with a few strokes from the oars, they were in the open sea.
"Four Phases of Love" by Paul Heyse
My heart failed, and I was sinking, when again the stroke of the oars revived me.
"Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland" by Various
`His voice will repeat some poet's song
To the stroke of the rhythmic oar,
Till her maiden pulses quicken and long
For the gleam of the syren shore.
"The Fallen Elm" by Alfred Austin
Over the lapsing lagune all the day
Urging my gondola with oar-strokes light,
Always beside one shadowy waterway
I pause and peer, with eager, jealous sight,
Toward the Piazza where Pepita stands,
Wooing the hungry pigeons from their flight.
"Barcarole I" by Susan Coolidge
Each bosom one spirit of peace seemed to feel;
We heard not the tossing, the stir, and the roar
Of the ocean without; we heard only the keel,
The keel that went whispering along the green shore,
And the stroke, as it dipped, of the feathering oar.
"Water-Party On The Beaulieu River, In The New Forest" by William Lisle Bowles