...“Physic, sir? Why, he never give me none—nothing but some white stuff—ten drips as he let drop carefully out of a little bottle...
George Manville Fenn 「Dead Man's Land」
...The blood from his wounds drips on his shirt on all sides...
Chretien DeTroyes 「Four Arthurian Romances」
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“Wine is good for shrivell’d lips,When a blanket wraps the day,When the rotten woodland drips,And the leaf is stamp’d in clay...
Alfred, Lord Tennyson 「The Early Poems of Alfred, Lord Tennyson」
...In the mountains behind Port Jackson, on the East Coast, at a vastly superior elevation, salt is formed in some places by the exhalation of the water which drips from the grit-stone cliffs...
Matthew Flinders 「A Voyage to Terra Australis」
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