1 That we better glide out of this before three in the morning, and clip it down the river with what we've got.
2 He'd got a start, and she never checked him up, just set and stared and stared, and let him clip along, and I see it warn't no use for me to put in.
3 We were out all day in the thin sunshine, helping Mrs. Harling and Tony break the ground and plant the garden, dig around the orchard trees, tie up vines and clip the hedges.
4 The great silver buckle of her belt seemed to depress the centre of her body, catching the light stuff of her white blouse like a clip.
5 They, turning their eyes towards the sunrising, scatter salted corn from their hands and clip the beasts with steel over the temples, and pour cups on the altars.
6 When she had passed through the shrubbery gate she found herself in great gardens, with wide lawns and winding walks with clipped borders.
7 There were trees, and flower-beds, and evergreens clipped into strange shapes, and a large pool with an old gray fountain in its midst.
8 The rest of it had been clipped and made to look neat, but at this lower end of the walk it had not been trimmed at all.
9 I clipped along, and all of a sudden I bounded right on to the ashes of a camp fire that was still smoking.
10 His hair was jet black, and his black mustache was small and closely clipped, almost foreign looking compared with the dashing, swooping mustaches of the cavalrymen near by.
11 Her voice was cool and her words were more close clipped than usual.
12 So have I seen a bird with clipped wing making affrighted broken circles in the air, vainly striving to escape the piratical hawks.
Moby Dick By Herman MelvilleContext Highlight In CHAPTER 81. The Pequod Meets The Virgin. 13 He wore a funny long gingham apron, like a smock, over his trousers, and his hair was clipped so short that his head looked white and naked.
14 Her coat was newly clipped and she wore a scarlet ribbon round her forelock.
15 The whole front was draped in ivy, with a patch clipped bare here and there where a window or a coat of arms broke through the dark veil.
The Hound of the Baskervilles By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In Chapter 6. Baskerville Hall