bespattering

Ha! what is that? is she somewhere near? show me, tell me where, that I may grip her in my hands and rend her limb from limb, bespattering her with gore.

Hecuba 2008

Ha! what is that? is she somewhere near? show me, tell me where, that I may grip her in my hands and rend her limb from limb, bespattering her with gore.

Hecuba 2008

In a sleigh drawn by two gray trotting-horses that were bespattering the dashboard with snow, Anatole and his constant companion Makarin dashed past.

War and Peace 2003

And once more, with a creaking of the pulley, the bucket would descend — bumping and thudding against the lining of the well as it did so, and bespattering afresh my head and shoulders with its filth.

Through Russia 2003

And as he thus talked to me in his slow and kindly, but semi-affected, fashion — bespattering me, as it were, with wordy sawdust — I would suddenly grow blind of an eye and silently show him the corrected figure.

Through Russia 2003

At length, the punch was ready, and the Dorpat student, with much bespattering of the table as he did so, ladled the liquor into tumblers, and cried: “Now, gentlemen, please!”

Youth 2003

At the instant of the dart an ulcerous jet shot from this cruel wound, and goaded by it into more than sufferable anguish, the whale now spouting thick blood, with swift fury blindly darted at the craft, bespattering them and their glorying crews all over with showers of gore, capsizing

Moby Dick; or the Whale 2002

Thickly clotted blood was everywhere—soaking the bedclothes—bespattering her limbs—even staining the wall above the bedstead.

Nevermore Harold Schechter 1999

According to a witness, Sugarfoot dandled the baby on his knee, tickled it under the chin, then pulled out his gun and shot it in the head, “bespattering his clothes and face with infant brains.”

Once They Moved Like the Wind David Roberts 1994

According to a witness, Sugarfoot dandled the baby on his knee, tickled it under the chin, then pulled out his gun and shot it in the head, “bespattering his clothes and face with infant brains.”

Once They Moved Like the Wind David Roberts 1994