The good die first,

And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust

Burn to the socket.

William Wordsworth (1770-1850): The Excursion. Book i.

If ladies be but young and fair,

They have the gift to know it; and in his brain,

Which is as dry as the remainder biscuit

After a voyage, he hath strange places cramm'd

With observation, the which he vents

In mangled forms.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.

I would fain die a dry death.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 1.

Dry sun, dry wind;

Safe bind, safe find.

Thomas Tusser (Circa 1515-1580): Five Hundred Points of Good Husbandry. Washing.