‘And I should delight to look round me from the brow of that tallest point: my little pony Minny shall take me some time.’
Emily Brontë. Wuthering Heights (1847)
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Among the field guns on the brow of the hill the general in command of the rearguard stood with a staff officer, scanning the country through his fieldglass.
Leo Tolstoy. War and Peace
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I watched the chaise mount the hill and disappear beyond its brow;
Charlotte Brontë. Jane Eyre (1847)
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when our heroe departed, sat himself down on the brow,
Henry Fielding. The History of Tom Jones, a Foundling
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The sound of him stopped only when he had gone over the brow of the hill.