1864. Sydney Morning Herald, 19 Oct., 6/1. Its [Essex’s] marshes, when a ghostly moon shimmers waterily for miles upon their mists at midnight, seem to me to have a weird poetry about them.
1897. Crockett, Lads’ Love, xi. I smiled waterily.
1901. Oxenham, Giant Circumstance, xxiii. His black eyes smouldered waterily.
