"Drip" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... not belong to this gentleman, but was hired by him only yesterday, had already discovered that, with him on his back, his own judgment must lie dormant, so that he quietly whisked his tail and glanced with regret at the waste of his drip, and then, with a roundabout step, to prolong the pleasure of this little wade, sadly but steadily out he walked, and, after the necessary shake, began his first invasion of the village. His rider said nothing, but kept a ...
— Mary Anerley • R. D. Blackmore
... the whole day, everyday for a fortnight, hiking through the dense jungles after a gang of bolomen or Moros or ladrones. Shade enough there in the jungle, but it has a Turkish bath beaten to a plum finish. You drip, drip, drip with perspiration, until you'd give a week's pay to be out in the sun for ten minutes with a chance to ...
— Uncle Sam's Boys as Sergeants - or, Handling Their First Real Commands • H. Irving Hancock
... usual, and heavy clouds trailed over the forest like a leaden mist on the sea. They crouched under the tent, listening to the drip, drip, drip, and filling their water-bottles from the tricklings. About ten the clouds lifted, and then the sun drove his arrows through until, almost in a twinkling, the great wet blanket rolled itself up and vanished swiftly into the horizon, leaving ...
— In Search of the Okapi - A Story of Adventure in Central Africa • Ernest Glanville
... Several, With intonation. Red, red, red. A square fabric Once white With intention. Soiled, soiled, soiled. Six hundred hundred million Swarm like vermin, Without intention. Redder. Redder. Drip, drip, drip. A goes west, B goes east, C goes north, Pink, pink, pink. Two white squares. And a coat-sleeve. Without intention, Intonations. Pinker. Redder. Six hundred hundred million. Billions. Trillions. A week. Two ...
— The Crimson Tide • Robert W. Chambers
... skirts, blue jersey, little sailor hat—man—oh, man, the stage is set to the last detail! I even had them ship a piano. Doris plays the guitar and has a pleasing voice, and just for good measure I threw in a crackajack cabinet phonograph and a hundred records with enough sentimental drip to sink the schooner." ...
— Cappy Ricks Retires • Peter B. Kyne
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