Note 27 — Chapter II
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When a rough tide rolls in upon a pebble beach, as at Blackgang Chine or Freshwater Gate in the Isle of Wight the rounded stones are carried up the slope by the impetus of the water and when the wave retreats the pebbles are dragged down. Innumerable collisions thus ensue of irregular intensity and recurrence. The union of these shocks impresses us as a kind of scream. Hence the line in Tennyson’s “Maud”
“Now to the scream of a maddened beach dragged down by the wave.”
The height of the note depends in some measure upon the size of the pebble, varying from a kind of roar—heard when the stones are large—to a scream; from a scream to a noise resembling that of frying bacon; and from this, when the pebbles are so small as to approach the state of gravel, to a mere hiss. The roar of the breaking wave itself is mainly due to the explosion of bladders of air.