It was of that strength, and so surrounded with bogges and Marish grounds, and thicke bushes and shrubbes, as they feared not the force nor power of England nor Scotland, so long as they were there.
"Minstrelsy of the Scottish border (3rd ed) (1 of 3)"
Walter Scott
Sometimes in a night-Marish moment I wonder what the world would have been like had there been no Shakespeare.
"Olivia in India"
O. Douglas
The death-day came: the priests prepare Salt cakes, and fillets for my hair; I fled, I own it, from the knife, I broke my bands and ran for life, And in a Marish lay that night, While they should sail, if sail they might.
"Journeys Through Bookland Volume Four"
Charles H. Sylvester