1877 A. G. Murdoch 72 No slothful hand doth brandish thee; within one hour thou wilt Lie panting in thy master's breast, sheathed to the blood-plash'd hilt.
1921 C. E. Russell in M. Gorky (Foreword) p. x Visibly rises the great, black, soulless, eyeless, blood-plashed machine with which Russia was governed and terrorized.