Figurehead's spot

Usage examples of prow.

Gleeful Frau Gnahb, humming through her teeth, spins the wheel, spokes blurring, prow swinging over aiming for midships.

The mutineer was the bowsman of the mate, and when fast to a fish, it was his duty to sit next him, while Radney stood up with his lance in the prow, and haul in or slacken the line, at the word of command.

From the other end of the barge, near the prow, Brier Iron-thorn stared at her.

Triple masted and dragon prowed, it fought the waves with a fury that seemed almost alive.

I got the prow of the Zodiac right up in my face, waited for the Cigarette to overshoot me, then threw myself up over the nose and into the boat.

And he placed himself, clad in the richly hued Pontifical robes of scarlet and black that he had had made for himself before departing from the Isle, at the prow of his vessel, so that all of Piliplok might see him clearly as the royal fleet approached.

The prows and sails of the quadriremes blurred, dissolved to ghost-ships, as the air was filled with whirling rock.

Golden hangings, falling in rich, loose folds, draped it gorgeously from stem to stern,--gold cordage looped the sails,--on the deck a band of young gals clad in white, and crowned with flowers, knelt, playing softly on quaintly shaped instruments,--and a cluster of tiny, semi-nude boys, fair as young cupids, were grouped in pretty reposeful attitudes along the edge of the gilded prow holding garlands of red and yellow blossoms which trailed down to the surface of the water beneath.

My grandfather had restained the two deep vermilion circles into the prow.

Acolyte Tesseko sat in the prow watching the large junks and river barges as the sampan glided past them.

Over our prow was an immense arch of foliage, and underneath a long arcade of cool black shadows, sheltering still water, till water and shadow suddenly ended a quarter of a mile down in a patch of brilliant colour.

Stormy had positioned himself at the prow, his ever-present crossbow strapped to his back.

Like a jumper on a trampoline he went headfirst, turning slowly at an angle, toward the handrails of the prow gallery.

The anchorman, hooks in hand, stood at the prow, peering forward, tongue sticking out the side of his mouth in concentration.

When Four Bears waded ashore with the hat, the big white man was just leaping from the prow of the canoe onto the riverbank, a very agile leap for a man so large, and Four Bears went toward him with the wet hat and got a good look at the big man.