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plash

Word definitions for plash in dictionaries

The Collaborative International Dictionary Word definitions in The Collaborative International Dictionary
Plash \Plash\, v. t. To splash, as water. To splash or sprinkle with coloring matter; as, to plash a wall in imitation of granite.

Douglas Harper's Etymology Dictionary Word definitions in Douglas Harper's Etymology Dictionary
"to splash," 1580s, from plash (n.) and also imitative (compare Dutch plassen , German platschen ). Related: Plashed ; plashing .

WordNet Word definitions in WordNet
n. the sound like water splashing [syn: splash ] v. interlace the shoots of; "pleach a hedge" [syn: pleach ] dash a liquid upon or against; "The mother splashed the baby's face with water" [syn: spatter , splatter , splash , splosh , swash ]

Wikipedia Word definitions in Wikipedia
Plash is a system for sandboxing Linux computer programs . Plash's aim is to protect you from the programs you run by letting you run them with the minimum authority and privileges they need to do their job—this is the Principle of Least Authority (POLA). ...

Usage examples of plash.

As if in answer, the kingfisher dropped with his musical plash, and swept back with exultant rattle to his watchtower.

Down deeper and deeper sank the laugh - then it died away - then a faint plash - and all was silent.

No wolf, for a year past, has been heard to bark, or known to range among the dwellings, except that single one, whose grisly head, with a plash of blood beneath it, is now affixed to the portal of the meeting-house.

After the rough-and-tumble of the rapids the serenity of the upper Kutai was a marvelous surprise -- a gondola ride into the forest primeval, engine howl replaced by the delicate plash of dipping paddles, the increasingly lush landscape slipping past at a leisurely, civilized pace.

There was no snick of the lock, but after a moment I heard the soft plash of flesh meeting water, and moved away.

The listening soul is full of dreams That shape the wondrous-varying themes As cries of men or plash of streams.

It was not music that the little maiden made to her ear, but only motion to her body, and just as the deaf who are deaf alone are sometimes found to take pleasure in all forms of percussion, and to derive from them some of the sensations of sound--the trembling of the air after thunder, the quivering of the earth after cannon, and the quaking of vast walls after the ringing of mighty bells--so Naomi, who was blind as well and had no sense save touch, found in her fingers, which had gathered up the force of all the other senses, the power to reproduce on this instrument of music the movement of things that moved about her--the patter of the leaves of the fig-tree in the patio of her home, the swirl of the great winds on the hill-top, the plash of rain on her face, and the rippling of the levanter in her hair.

But Naomi listened to every sound with eager intentness--the light plash of the blue wavelets that washed to her feet, the ripple of their crests when the Levanter chased them and caught them, the dip of the oars of the boatman, the rattle of the anchor-chains of ships in the bay, and the fierce vociferations of the negroes who waded up to their waists to unload the cargoes.

Yet down their sides plashed their tinsel hair, skein on skein, strand on strand.

Renardet, as he appeared, thought he heard a light sound, a faint plashing which was not that of the stream on the banks.

At times it was an indistinct plashing, like the cautious advance of a boat, then again a sharp noise like the rattle of an oar and then the sound of something dropping in the water.

And to the sound of the plashing waves the old, old story was told again.

With its pure sky, and its odour of warm pines, its deep cool shadows, its patines of bright gold where the sun penetrates, and then, plashing through it, this curling, dimpling, artificial torrent?

But all colour was lost in the soft and odorous darkness of the late September night, and all sounds were hushed in the deep charm of its silence, save the plashing of the water, like a voice half-sobbing and half-laughing under the shadows.

While the blood was still plashing from step to step, the leader of the rangers seized a torch, and applied it to the drapery of the shrine.