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coin I used to
bars I used to
racket and the
beers I didn't
blow:
haunt;
row;
want
But the rain he may rain, and the wind he may blow,
If the Devil's above there's good liquor below.
From "Forsaken Merman, The" by Matthew Arnold:
Now the great winds shoreward blow,
Now the salt tides seaward flow;
From "Forsaken Merman, The" by Matthew Arnold:
But,
When
When
When
children, at midnight,
soft the winds blow,
clear falls the moonlight,
spring-tides are low;
s Barham:
To make one, however robust, puff and blow,
So he stopp'd, and look'd down on the valley below.
From "Mr. Barney Maguire's Account of The Coronation" by Richard Harris Barham:
The big drums bating, and the trumpets blow,
And Sir George Smart! Oh! he play'd a Consarto,
With his four-and-twenty fidlers all on a row!
Then the Lord Archbishop held a goulden dish up,
From "Ghost, The" by Richard Harris Barham:
He sinks beneath the unexpected blow;
Before the whiskers of Grimalkin fell,
When slumb'ring on her post, the mouse may go;-But woman, wakeful woman, 's never weary,
From "A Lay of St. Nicholas" by Richard Harris Barham:
-- But, hark!--' tis a sound from the outermost gate!
A startling sound from a powerful blow.
Who knocks so late?-- it is half after eight
By the clock,-- and the clock's five minutes too slow.
From "Love and Folly" by William Cullen Bryant:
And thus decreed the court above-"Since Love is blind from Folly's blow,
Let Folly be the guide of Love,
Where'er the boy may choose to go."
From "Absalom And Achitophel A Poem" by John Dryden:
They who, when Saul was dead, without a blow,
Made foolish Ishbosheth the crown forego;
From "Gertrude of Wyoming" by Thomas Campbell:
Its requiem the war-horn seem'd to blow:
There, sad spectatress of her country's wo!
From "The Progress Of Poesy: P Pindaric Ode" by Thomas Gray:
The laughing flowers, that round them blow,
Drink life and fragrance as they flow.
From "Ode On A Distant Prospect Of Eton College" by Thomas Gray:
I feel the gales, that from ye blow,
A momentary bliss bestow,
From "Ode On The Death Of A Favourite Cat Drowned In A Tub Of Goldfishes" by Tho
mas Gray:
The azure flow'rs that blow;
Demurest of the tabby kind,
The pensive Selima, reclin'd,
Gazed on the lake below.
From "To Mr. Barbauld, November 14, 1778" by Anna Ltitia Barbauld:
Bid rich poetic roses blow,
Peeping above his heaps of snow;
From "To Memory" by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge:
I know I'd rather meet the blow
Of my most unrelenting foe
From "Wreck of the "Julie Plante": A Legend of Lac St. Pierre, The" by William H
enry Drummond:
De win' she blow, blow, blow,
An' de crew of de wood scow "Julie Plante"
Got scar't an' run below
For de win' she blow lak hurricane,
From "The Song my Paddle Sings" by E. Pauline Johnson (Tekahionwake):
Blow, blow!
I have wooed you so,
From "The Discontent" by Anne Killigrew:
Where storms of Sighs for ever blow,
Whre raped streams of Tears do flow,
From "Old Adam, the Carrion Crow" by Thomas Lovell Beddoes:
It's only two devils, that blow,
Through a murderer's bones, to and fro,
From "Walloping Window Blind, The" by Charles E. Carryl:
The man at the wheel was taught to feel
Contempt for the wildest blow.
And it often appeared when the weather had cleared
That he'd been in his bunk below.
From "Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep" by Mary Elizabeth Frye:
Obie told you to scoop, how could she stoop that low?
From "Moondance" by Van Morrison:
And all the leaves on the trees are falling
To the sound of the breezes that blow
And I'm tryin' to please to the calling
Of your heart-strings that play soft and low
From "Seeds" by Bruce Springsteen:
So if you're gonna leave your town where the north wind blow
To go on down where that sweet soda river flow
From "Georgina" by Chumbawamba:
She knows that any minute now it's going to blow
With all the pain and the silence that she feeds on
With all the hurt that her bruises can't show
From "Staying Power" by Queen:
Blow baby blow
Let's get down and go go
From "Boat Drinks" by Jimmy Buffett:
Where there ain't any blow
'Cause my fin sinks so low
From "Carry Me Home" by AC/DC:
My arms and legs are aching and my head's about to blow
And your back's been breakin' and i'd hate to spoil the show
From "Shoot To Thrill" by AC/DC:
Just like a bomb that's ready to blow
'Cause I'm illegal, I got everything
That all you women might need to know
From "What Goes Around Comes Around" by Michael Jackson:
We're destined to screw ourselves one blow
We've ruined what's pure down from nature below?
From "Psychophobia" by Black Sabbath:
Listen to the wind, hear the gospel blow
Tell me that you don't hear what I'm hearing
And I will let you go