Brind, Brigadier Frederick General Sir James, G.C.B.
"Forty-one years in India" by Frederick Sleigh Roberts
If you and Mr. Jardine could dine, Colonel Brind?
"Mary Gray" by Katharine Tynan
Their color is white or brinded.
"The American Reformed Cattle Doctor" by George Dadd
And I shoudn be surprize
While this was in his mind,
If a drop there twinkled in his eyes
Of unfamiliar brind.
"Lines On A Late Hospicious Ewent," by William Makepeace Thackeray
Her brinded neck high arch'd in air
Like a small rainbow faded there;
But brighter glow'd her plumy crown
Mouldering to golden ashes down;
"The Phoenix" by George Darley