rillets

IRENE goes up to the wall of rock, and lets the rillets of the cascade flow over her hands, cooling them.

When We Dead Awaken 2008

IRENE goes up to the wall of rock, and lets the rillets of the cascade flow over her hands, cooling them.

When We Dead Awaken 2008

In the cassoulet I suspect I want that fat to render during cooking, but for rillets perhaps I don't.

Lamb Sausage 2007

In the cassoulet I suspect I want that fat to render during cooking, but for rillets perhaps I don't.

Duck Confit 2007

Bhagadatta, rushed towards Bhimasena, on his elephant of rent temples and with juice trickling down in seven currents and resembling (on that account) a mountain with (as many) rillets flowing down its breast after a shower.

The Mahabharata of Krishna-Dwaipayana Vyasa, Volume 2 Books 4, 5, 6 and 7 Kisari Mohan [Translator] Ganguli

And pierced by them (in return) and bathed in blood, he shone like a hill with rillets of water mixed with red-chalk

The Mahabharata of Krishna-Dwaipayana Vyasa, Volume 2 Books 4, 5, 6 and 7 Kisari Mohan [Translator] Ganguli

Other huge elephants were seen striking against one another and shedding blood from various limbs like mountains with rillets running down their breasts.

The Mahabharata of Krishna-Dwaipayana Vyasa, Volume 3 Books 8, 9, 10, 11 and 12 Kisari Mohan [Translator] Ganguli

It is like a sheep-dog, always running backwards and forwards, poking into the most out-of-the-way corners, now climbing at a run some steep hummock of the down, and now leisurely going miles about to escape an ant-hill; and all the time (here, by the way, ends the sheep-dog) it is stopping to gossip with rillets vagabond as itself, or loitering to bedeck itself with flowers.

Quest of the Golden Girl, a Romance Richard Le Gallienne 1906

The river was settling decorously into its bed, and in the sunlight the drenched shores shone under a tracery of pools and rillets as though a silvery gauze had been rudely torn back from them, catching and tearing here and there.

The Emigrant Trail Geraldine Bonner 1900

It is like a sheep-dog, always running backwards and forwards, poking into the most out-of-the-way corners, now climbing at a run some steep hummock of the down, and now leisurely going miles about to escape an ant-hill; and all the time (here, by the way, ends the sheep-dog) it is stopping to gossip with rillets vagabond as itself, or loitering to bedeck itself with flowers.

The Quest of the Golden Girl 1896