"Cowl" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... characteristics and her history. While preparing his articles on 'The Blue-Grass Region,' he had studied the Trappist Monastery and the Convent of Loretto, as well as the records of the Catholic Church in Kentucky; and his first stories, 'The White Cowl' and 'Sister Dolorosa,' which appeared in the Century Magazine, were the first fruits of this labor. A controversy arose as to the fairness of these portraitures; but however opinions may differ as to his characterization, there can be no question of the truthfulness of the exposition of the ...
— Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern, Vol. 1 • Charles Dudley Warner
... leered by his open gates. "He! he! They are all outside," he chuckled—"Magpies and Dusty-hoods, Parvuses, Minors and Minims, Benets, and Austins, every cowl in Verona! Come along, my handsome girl, you must move ...
— Little Novels of Italy • Maurice Henry Hewlett
... to sword. He came to me an hour after you left; the sbirri were on his track; he passed for my son. He is now under the charge of Barto Rizzo, disguised; probably in this house. His brother is in the city. Keep the cowl on your head as long as possible; if these hounds see and identify you, there will be mischief.' She said no more, satisfied that she was understood, but opening the door of the box, passed in, and returned a stately acknowledgement of the salutations of two military officers. Carlo likewise ...
— The Shaving of Shagpat • George Meredith
... the thick black wood Arched its cowl like a black friar's hood; Fast, and fast, and they plunged therein, — But the viewless rider rode ...
— The Little Book of Modern Verse • Jessie B. Rittenhouse
... Home is home though it be ever so homely. Honesty is the best policy. If wishes were horses, beggars would ride. It is an ill wind that blows nobody good. It is never too late to learn. It is not the cowl that makes the friar. It is a long lane that has no turning. It's a good horse that never stumbles. It's a sad heart that never rejoices. Ill weeds grow apace. Keep a thing for seven years, and you will find a use ...
— My Book of Indoor Games • Clarence Squareman
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