Even in his bedroom he could hear the jingle of their spurs and their cheery voices as they Clanked along the corridor.
"The Rough Road"
William John Locke
The way they Clanked about in their great boots and spurs got on his nerves.
"The Rough Road"
William John Locke
He Clanked Piercy ower the head, A deep wound and a sair, Till the best blood o' his bodie Cam rinning down his hair.
"Minstrelsy of the Scottish border (3rd ed) (1 of 3)"
Walter Scott