Potential Titles: Bow
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somethingdarkerSkeleton trees bow down - Conrad Aiken "Twilights, V"
Until the sun bowed down to me - "The Avenging Sword" transl. by E.M. Smith-Dampier
O'er the scrolls of starry Plato bow - Benjamin West Ball "Love's Labor Lost"
bow down and lift me to the sun - Elizabeth Bartlett "swallows return"
Unhappy hills, bowed down with broken backs - Arna Bontemps "Golgotha Is a Mountain"
Tyrants and conquerors bow your heads - Allan Cunningham "The British Sailor's Song" [Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.10 no.288, supplementary number, 1828]
Has bowed the heart of me - Fannie Stearns Davis "Wind"
That bowed down like barley - Walter de la Mare "I Saw Three Witches"
Even the Saxons bowed before you - Dark Eileen "Dirge on the Death of Art O'Leary, Shot at Carraganime, Co. Cork, May 4, 1773" transl. by Eleanor Hull
Bowing to the claim of alien currents - C.J. Druce "The Meeting"
Hung around with pikes and guns and bows - "The Fine Old English Gentleman"
To earth by sorrow bowed - "The Fisherman's Keen, or the Lamentation of O'Donoghue of Affadown ('Roaring Water'), in the west of Co. Cork, for his three sons and his son-in-law, who were drowned" transl. by Anonymous
Cupid has broken his bow - Ralph W.W. Fox "Love Weeping Among the Crosses"
Bowed with grace to natural law - Robert Frost "Brown's Descent, or the Willy-Nilly Slide"
There we bowed us in the burning - Robert Frost "Rose Pogonias"
Bowed their heads to the radiant tide - Rose Fyleman "The Hayfield"
Where the grasses bow down obedient to the blast - Deborah Garrison "Atlantic Wind"
Tied together with bows of light - Maxwell I. Gold "Where the Moon Smiles"
Must bow as to established Fate - Ivor Gurney "Spring. Rouen, 1917"
Never bowed his haughty crest - Frances E.W. Harper "Truth"
Bowed with fell terror at this augury - Sophia Magaretta Hensley "Crows"
Work his will, and bow before his rod of iron - Oliver Herford "How the Lion Became King"
A zephyr heartstrings' lyric bow - Jennie Earngey Hill "Distance"
No thread of bow or moon - Charles Bertram Johnson "A Song of Hope"
Venomed arrows from a mighty bow - Kalidasa "The Birth of the War-God: Canto Fourth: Rati's Lament" transl. by Ralph T.H. Griffith
Doomed beneath the yoke to bow - Fanny Kemble "An Invocation"
A lad who bore a bow and arrow - Henry S. Leigh "My Ultimatum"
Bowed to the moon - Megan Levad "Foundling"
Bowed by rust - Philip Levine "It Was Autumn"
Bowed to his wounded tomatoes - Philip Levine "The Whole Soul"
Iron and steel will bend and bow - "London Bridge"
To the just Avenger bow - Isabella MacFarlane "The Two Southern Mothers" [The Continental Monthly v.4 no.5, Nov. 1863]
And the branches bowed beneath my foot - "The Maiden's Morning Dream" transl. by E.M. Smith-Dampier
Where agony's bows interlace - Don Marquis "This Earth, It Is Also a Star"
From the hull of bows and rare imagination - Herbert Woodward Martin "Translucent Fish Scales"
A wasp bowing before significance - J. Michael Martinez "Meister Eckhart's Sermon on Flowers and the Philosopher's Reply"
Bowed down for one flame hour - Claude McKay "The City's Love"
My heart is bowed unto thine - Edna St Vincent Millay "The Shroud"
Fixed to the bow of a smashed ship - Tyler Mills "ectopic"
That men still bow down to Caesar - Lewis Morris "Saint Christopher"
His bent bow and his arrows keen - Anthony Munday "Weep, Weep, Ye Woodmen!"
The long bow of my timid soul - Ali-Shir Nava'i "Love Song of Nava'i (5)" transl. by Dennis Daly
Proud-eyed Apollo's bow is broken - Robert Nichols "A Faun's Holiday"
Bowed mandibles chittering superstitious drivel - Sara Omer "Djinndroid"
Bow to the power of negative space - January Gill O'Neil "The Blower of Leaves"
Bowed by a ceaseless wind - Gregory Orr "River Inside the River"
As energy and matter bow and switch places - Linda Pastan "The Conservation of Matter"
Tip your hat and bow your head in memory - Andre F. Peltier "At the Grave of Little Sadie"
As to which wind to bow down for - Carl Phillips "What They Did, Who They Did it With"
Dandelions bowing gravely to themselves - Lynn Riggs "The Hollow"
Before the stern destroyer all shall bow - Kenneth Rookwood "The Ruins of Burnside" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]
When the trees bow down their heads - Christina Rossetti "Who Has Seen the Wind"
Bowed with the burden of emptiness - Frederick George Scott "Calvary"
Under my transgression bow - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXX"
My soul bowed down with grief and care - W. Wallace Shaw "Passed Away" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.4, Oct. 1848]
In prostrate homage bowed before her shrine - Sylvester "The Dream" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]
Rain between the bowing heads of roses - Sonya Taaffe "Idle Thoughts While Watching a Faun"
Give me back my bended bow - William Walker, Jr. "[Oh, give me back my bended bow]"
That mock the painted bow of Iris - L.A. Wilmer "To Mira" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]
Hangs by a bowstring from heaven's vault - Andy Miller "Diana"
A line of shivering violin-bows - Beatrice Ravenel "The Humming-Bird"
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Until the sun bowed down to me - "The Avenging Sword" transl. by E.M. Smith-Dampier
O'er the scrolls of starry Plato bow - Benjamin West Ball "Love's Labor Lost"
bow down and lift me to the sun - Elizabeth Bartlett "swallows return"
Unhappy hills, bowed down with broken backs - Arna Bontemps "Golgotha Is a Mountain"
Tyrants and conquerors bow your heads - Allan Cunningham "The British Sailor's Song" [Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.10 no.288, supplementary number, 1828]
Has bowed the heart of me - Fannie Stearns Davis "Wind"
That bowed down like barley - Walter de la Mare "I Saw Three Witches"
Even the Saxons bowed before you - Dark Eileen "Dirge on the Death of Art O'Leary, Shot at Carraganime, Co. Cork, May 4, 1773" transl. by Eleanor Hull
Bowing to the claim of alien currents - C.J. Druce "The Meeting"
Hung around with pikes and guns and bows - "The Fine Old English Gentleman"
To earth by sorrow bowed - "The Fisherman's Keen, or the Lamentation of O'Donoghue of Affadown ('Roaring Water'), in the west of Co. Cork, for his three sons and his son-in-law, who were drowned" transl. by Anonymous
Cupid has broken his bow - Ralph W.W. Fox "Love Weeping Among the Crosses"
Bowed with grace to natural law - Robert Frost "Brown's Descent, or the Willy-Nilly Slide"
There we bowed us in the burning - Robert Frost "Rose Pogonias"
Bowed their heads to the radiant tide - Rose Fyleman "The Hayfield"
Where the grasses bow down obedient to the blast - Deborah Garrison "Atlantic Wind"
Tied together with bows of light - Maxwell I. Gold "Where the Moon Smiles"
Must bow as to established Fate - Ivor Gurney "Spring. Rouen, 1917"
Never bowed his haughty crest - Frances E.W. Harper "Truth"
Bowed with fell terror at this augury - Sophia Magaretta Hensley "Crows"
Work his will, and bow before his rod of iron - Oliver Herford "How the Lion Became King"
A zephyr heartstrings' lyric bow - Jennie Earngey Hill "Distance"
No thread of bow or moon - Charles Bertram Johnson "A Song of Hope"
Venomed arrows from a mighty bow - Kalidasa "The Birth of the War-God: Canto Fourth: Rati's Lament" transl. by Ralph T.H. Griffith
Doomed beneath the yoke to bow - Fanny Kemble "An Invocation"
A lad who bore a bow and arrow - Henry S. Leigh "My Ultimatum"
Bowed to the moon - Megan Levad "Foundling"
Bowed by rust - Philip Levine "It Was Autumn"
Bowed to his wounded tomatoes - Philip Levine "The Whole Soul"
Iron and steel will bend and bow - "London Bridge"
To the just Avenger bow - Isabella MacFarlane "The Two Southern Mothers" [The Continental Monthly v.4 no.5, Nov. 1863]
And the branches bowed beneath my foot - "The Maiden's Morning Dream" transl. by E.M. Smith-Dampier
Where agony's bows interlace - Don Marquis "This Earth, It Is Also a Star"
From the hull of bows and rare imagination - Herbert Woodward Martin "Translucent Fish Scales"
A wasp bowing before significance - J. Michael Martinez "Meister Eckhart's Sermon on Flowers and the Philosopher's Reply"
Bowed down for one flame hour - Claude McKay "The City's Love"
My heart is bowed unto thine - Edna St Vincent Millay "The Shroud"
Fixed to the bow of a smashed ship - Tyler Mills "ectopic"
That men still bow down to Caesar - Lewis Morris "Saint Christopher"
His bent bow and his arrows keen - Anthony Munday "Weep, Weep, Ye Woodmen!"
The long bow of my timid soul - Ali-Shir Nava'i "Love Song of Nava'i (5)" transl. by Dennis Daly
Proud-eyed Apollo's bow is broken - Robert Nichols "A Faun's Holiday"
Bowed mandibles chittering superstitious drivel - Sara Omer "Djinndroid"
Bow to the power of negative space - January Gill O'Neil "The Blower of Leaves"
Bowed by a ceaseless wind - Gregory Orr "River Inside the River"
As energy and matter bow and switch places - Linda Pastan "The Conservation of Matter"
Tip your hat and bow your head in memory - Andre F. Peltier "At the Grave of Little Sadie"
As to which wind to bow down for - Carl Phillips "What They Did, Who They Did it With"
Dandelions bowing gravely to themselves - Lynn Riggs "The Hollow"
Before the stern destroyer all shall bow - Kenneth Rookwood "The Ruins of Burnside" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]
When the trees bow down their heads - Christina Rossetti "Who Has Seen the Wind"
Bowed with the burden of emptiness - Frederick George Scott "Calvary"
Under my transgression bow - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXX"
My soul bowed down with grief and care - W. Wallace Shaw "Passed Away" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.4, Oct. 1848]
In prostrate homage bowed before her shrine - Sylvester "The Dream" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]
Rain between the bowing heads of roses - Sonya Taaffe "Idle Thoughts While Watching a Faun"
Give me back my bended bow - William Walker, Jr. "[Oh, give me back my bended bow]"
That mock the painted bow of Iris - L.A. Wilmer "To Mira" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]
Hangs by a bowstring from heaven's vault - Andy Miller "Diana"
A line of shivering violin-bows - Beatrice Ravenel "The Humming-Bird"
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