upon their lips the curdled milk of a million black slave mammies’ withered dugs, a treacherous and fluid knowledge of our being, imbibed at our source and now regurgitated foul upon us.
Ralph Ellison. The Invisible Man (1952)
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The dugs hung between their fore feet, and often reached almost to the ground as they walked.
Jonathan Swift. Gulliver's Travels Into Several Remote Regions of the World (1726)
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He did comply with his dug before he suck'd it. Thus has he, — and many more of the same bevy that I know the drossy age dotes on, — only got the tune of the time and outward habit of encounter;
William Shakespeare. Hamlet
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The nipple was about half the bigness of my head, and the hue both of that and the dug, so varied with spots, pimples, and freckles, that nothing could appear more nauseous: for I had a near sight of her, she sitting down, the more conveniently to give suck, and I standing on the table.
Jonathan Swift. Gulliver's Travels Into Several Remote Regions of the World (1726)