He was standing there with tears drying on his face.

But after a time my tears dried and a very strange feeling came over me.

When her tears had dried she decided it was safe.

"I can't stop a person for thinking what they want to think," she said after the tears had dried.

I realized that there were tears drying on his face.

The tears had dried in thin tracks down his face.

By the time we reached the top, there were tears drying on my cheeks.

The tears that used to overwhelm him, even in the middle of class, have dried.

So the tears soon dried, and the young faces looked up like flowers after rain.

The tears had dried on her cheeks during the telling of the tale.