And Abraham rose up early in the morning, and saddled his ass, and took two of his young men with him, and Isaac his son, andclave the wood for the burnt offering, and rose up, and went unto the place of which God had told him.
And they lifted up their voice, and wept again: and Orpah kissed her mother in law; but Ruthclave unto her.
1868, Thomas Malory, chapter 11, inLe Morte D'Arthur:
Sir Launcelot put his shield afore him, and put the stroke away of the one giant, and with his sword heclave his head asunder.
1917, H. P. Lovecraft,The Tomb:
Suddenly a peal of thunder, resonant even above the din of the swinish revelry,clave the very roof and laid a hush of feat upon the boisterous company.
2019 April 2, Ricardo Baixeras, “'Mañana tendremos otros nombres' : las grietas del amor”, inEl Periódico[1]:
Un texto enormemente sugerente sobre los tiempos actuales y venideros, sobre lo que nos configura, sobre los nuevos roles de la masculinidad y la feminidad y sobre la velocidad comoclave de lectura de las relaciones, una velocidad que como quería Ralph Waldo Emerson, cuando uno patina sobre hielo fino, es la salvación.