Give me thy cup; that, joy-possessed, I may tear this azure cowl from my breast, The wise may deem me lost to shame, But no care have I for renown or name. Bring wine!how many a witless head By the wind of pride has with dust been spread!

His noble birth would have opened to him the highest dignities of the Church, but he sought only to bear the yoke of Christ, and to be nailed to the cross; and he really became a common laborer wrapped in a coarse cowl, digging ditches and planting fields,for such were the labors of the monks of Citeaux when not performing their religious exercises.

The moth-eaten, dusty cowls, and the bishops' mantle, from the days of the cloister, hang in the old oak presses; and old manuscripts, half eaten up by the rats, lie strewed about on the shelves in the sacristy.

Where is regard for sermons, where is the rebeck's Tone? My heart abhors the cloister, and the false cowl its sign: Where is the Magian's cloister, and where is his pure wine? 'Tis fled: may memory sweetly mind me of Union's days!

Dank and foul, dank and foul, By the smoky town in its murky cowl; Foul and dank, foul and dank, By wharf and sewer and slimy bank; Darker and darker

The boy had taken off his cap; the sea-wind moving under the mat of his damp hair gave it the look of some somber, outlandish cowl.

His feet were shod with sandals, and his head was bare, though an ample cowl was at hand to shelter it.

The boy had taken off his cap; the sea-wind moving under the mat of his damp hair gave it the look of some somber, outlandish cowl.