The heads of the loggers were "bloody but unbowed."

Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.

My head is bloody but unbowed.' A fine mouthful, but perhaps 'My head is bloody and bowed' is better.

Thereupon Lord BRASSEY, his brow bloody but unbowed, intimated that "a time would come," and meanwhile withdrew his motion.

But it was not in reference to this incident that HENLEY wrote, "My head is bloody but unbowed.

Willie Downey's head was bloody but unbowed; three seventh-graders he had vanquished in one round.

Children of one dear land and every sea, At last fulfilment comesthe night is o'er; Now, as at Samothrace, swift Victory Walks winged on the shore; And England, deathless Mother of the dead, Gathers, with lifted eyes and unbowed head, Her silent sons into her arms once more.

Yet Marguerite herself wanted not the surrounding magnificence to mark her superior dignity of "Countess by the grace of God," then accorded to only one county besides her own; for there was a sort of fearful majesty about her towering height, unbowed either by the weight of years (and she had already passed what the Psalmist has declared to be the age of man) or luxurious indulgence.

My head is bloody but unbowed.