Streamful

Thus like a ship, despoiled of her sails, Shov'd by the wind against the streamful tide, This way the one, that way the other hales, Now tow'rds this shore, and now tow'rds that doth ride,

And if at first he fail, his second summersaut He instantly assays; and from his nimble ring, Still yerking, never leaves, until himself he fling Above the streamful top of the surrounded heap.

... Now in the dimpled streamful ghyll, and now aloft Where leaden high rigg roads leap to a livid sky, Sour and solitary, royally will I.

Loiguire the wealthy spent a space of four powerful years, before the coming of Patrick of the Pens, it was a streamful time for noble Ireland.

In the latter, most precious, most sacred and most streamful of spots, the storied Ivy Bridge spans the Glaishe Riabhach along whose leafy banks I made my first fumbling attempts at writing.

Our house was hot for him (not for us) , and his sweat glands would produce perspiration by the streamful.

Suddenly they were among many heads of hair, most of them below Reinhart's chin so that he seemed to be wading neck-deep in a streamful of swimming beaver.

A streamful of sterile slime is before you and an arid plain behind you.