cloop
verbEtymology Onomatopoeic.
To make a cloop (slightly hollow, percussive) sound (noun etymology 1, noun sense 1).
- The young men brought up the rear, each with a basket, from which there came ever and anon a cool clooping noise, maddeningly suggestive of refreshing drinks imprisoned within the wicker.1872, [Mary Elizabeth] Braddon, “Mr. Walgrave indulges his Social Instincts”, in To the Bitter End […], volume I, London: John Maxwell and Co. […], →OCLC, page 89:
- Not even by the lightning flashes could Peter see down the corridor into which the creek thus turned, and ran, and clooped.1896, Edward W[illiam] Thomson, “Imprisoned in the Cave”, in Walter Gibbs, the Young Boss and Other Stories: A Book for Boys, Toronto, Ont.: William Briggs, […], →OCLC, page 253:
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- He beat his breast and "clooped" his lips like any aborigine in the agony of "chop" deferred.1900, Alfred Kinnear, “When Harcourt Led”, in Our House of Commons: Its Realities and Romance, Edinburgh; London: William Blackwood and Sons, published 1901 (2nd edition, extended), →OCLC, page 190:
- Again on sheltered stretches Stair could send a smooth, flat stone skipping from one side to the other of the still bay, which Patsy declared was no sort of sport because hers, though every bit as well thrown as Stair's, invariably plumped to the bottom with a little farewell "cloop" as soon as they encountered the water. "You get all the best stones!" Patsy cried at last, vexed at her lack of success. Whereupon Stair handed over his ammunition to her, which "clooped" and sank as before.1912, S[amuel] R[utherford] Crockett, “The Land of Always Afternoon”, in The Moss Troopers, London; New York, N.Y.: Hodder and Stoughton, →OCLC, page 286:
- On Sunday she jumped off the roan three-year-old at eight o'clock, after she had ridden since six, and after the animal's tired hoofs had clooped over the pavement on Main Street down to the front of our Phirst Fotografer's studio.1915 June 19, Richard Washburn Child, “The Phœnix: Her Negatives”, in The Saturday Evening Post, volume 187, number 51, Philadelphia, Pa.: The Curtis Publishing Company, →ISSN, →OCLC, page 15, column 3:
- On good days the rise was a sunny thicket of alders sheltering deer and foxes, surrounded by marshland which clicked and clooped with waders and amphibia, where pelicans sailed in to land like full-rigged galleons.1981, Diana Norman, chapter 2, in King of the Last Days, London: Canelo Digital Publishing Limited, published 2019, →ISBN: