...The night was dark and very stormy; gusts of wind and spits of rain caught us as we breasted the incline, and the great trees moaned and sighed... 
Anthony Hope 「The Prisoner of Zenda」
...In his rooms whole mountains of goldarise; when he spits, all is gold; there is no place to putit, (the evening sky is one mass of gold)...
Angelo de Gubernatis 「Zoological Mythology, Volume I (of 2)」
...The maggot spits on its food, places on it the wherewithal to make it into broth...
J. Henri Fabre Alexander Teixeira de Mattos 「The Life of the Fly」
...With imperturbable andmeasured regularity, for hours on end, "kew, kew," the bird spits outits cantata to the moon...
J. H. Fabre 「The Wonders of Instinct」
...Then he takes some of the water in his hands,drinks it, and spits it out in various directions...
Sir James George Frazer 「The Golden Bough」
...The passage between them is much contracted by shoal spits of sand which run out from each side; and it seemed doubtful, whether the water were deep enough in any part of the channel to admit a ship...
Matthew Flinders 「A Voyage to Terra Australis」
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