- He was piecing out the chantey and fitting words to it, and succeeding rather well. - "In the Days of the Guild", Louise Lamprey.
- When she was back in her tent she did not shield her ears from the challenging chantey, as she had done before, and she heard with fortitude the vociferous pledges of faith in the morrow. - "Joan of Arc of the North Woods", Holman Day.
- She arrived within arm's reach of him without his having heard her, for Blink, whose anxious face as she watched her master wasting, could be discerned at the bedroom- window, was whining, and Mr. Lavender himself had now broken into a strange and lamentable chantey, which, in combination with the creeping flutter of the flames in the weekly journals encircling the base of the funeral pyre, well- nigh made her blood curdle. - "The Burning Spear", John Galsworthy.