" And the brow that's all furrowed " " and wrinkled with care " | |
"And composing ballads mourners the brow of his beloved. | |
"By the sweat of thy brow shalt thou earn thy bread." Perhaps only then will we all feel closer, more like equals, all humbled in the same way, and we'll all seek salvation together. | |
"By the sweat of your brow shall you labor until you return to the ground." | |
"Come little infant, love me now While thine unsuspected years "Clear thine aged father's brow from cold jealousy and fears..." | |
" And the brow that's all furrowed " " and wrinkled with care " | |
"And composing ballads mourners the brow of his beloved. | |
"By the sweat of thy brow shalt thou earn thy bread." Perhaps only then will we all feel closer, more like equals, all humbled in the same way, and we'll all seek salvation together. | |
"By the sweat of your brow shall you labor until you return to the ground." | |
"Come little infant, love me now While thine unsuspected years "Clear thine aged father's brow from cold jealousy and fears..." | |
"And sits moody with furrowed brows." | |
"Below the mating caterpillars Walden calls brows," "two extremely far sighted eyes droop" "like a basset hound's under the pull of gravity." | |
"Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths "Our bruised arms hung up for monuments | |
"Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths". | |
"Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; | |
"And sits moody with furrowed brows." | |
"Below the mating caterpillars Walden calls brows," "two extremely far sighted eyes droop" "like a basset hound's under the pull of gravity." | |
"Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths "Our bruised arms hung up for monuments | |
"Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths". | |
"Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; | |
"To find the dark-browed waitress. | |
And as for that beetle-browed guy over there, don't give it a second thought. | |
Carl, you low-browed moron, you're involved in a heroin case. | |
Come loving, black-browed night. | |
Come, loving, black-browed night, give me my Romeo. | |
"To find the dark-browed waitress. | |
And as for that beetle-browed guy over there, don't give it a second thought. | |
Carl, you low-browed moron, you're involved in a heroin case. | |
Come loving, black-browed night. | |
Come, loving, black-browed night, give me my Romeo. | |