There, above the heads of the people, coming over the
brow of the hill, were the plumes of warriors, and in their hands gleamed a hedge of spears.
His vesture was dabbled in blood--and his broad
brow, with all the features of the face, was besprinkled with the scarlet horror.
Then he went away to talk quite cheerfully to Aunt Peace about its being "only a chill"; after which he tramped up and down the hall, pulling his beard and knitting his
brows, sure signs of great inward perturbation.
His
brow was lowering, and his eyes stared darkly before him, avoiding her eyes; his mouth was tightly and contemptuously shut.
In a mood of tenderness that was not usual with her, she drew down her mother's head, and kissed her
brow and both her cheeks.
In thought a fine human
brow is like the east when troubled with the morning.
She had rocked him in infancy, attended him in childhood, served him through life, and at his death wiped from his icy
brow the cold death-sweat, and closed his eyes forever.
there yet is man -- Man, the divinest of all things, whose heart Hath known the shipwreck of a thousand hopes, Who bears a hundred wrinkled tragedies Upon the parchment of his
brow, whose soul Strange cares have lined and interlined, until Beneath the burden of life his inmost self Bows down.
But the king soon again became dull and indisposed; his
brow was not one of those that long remain clear.
He had recognized intelligence in the high forehead, courage in the dark eye and bent
brow, and frankness in the thick lips that showed a set of pearly teeth.
Clothed in a mantle of dazzling gold or draped in rags of black clouds like a beggar, the might of the Westerly Wind sits enthroned upon the western horizon with the whole North Atlantic as a footstool for his feet and the first twinkling stars making a diadem for his
brow.
Yes, I know very well that Monk calls you his friend, but he has too penetrating an eye not to have a memory, and too lofty a
brow not to be very proud, you know grande supercilium.
