Uncowl

See’st thou an Isle, by Palmers, Pilgrims trod, Men bearded, bald, cowl’d, uncowl’d, shod, unshod,

Can the pope, to say nothing of himself and his cardinals, do away with his four archbishops and ninety-eight bishops? Will he reduce the prodigious number of his priests, who muster as strong as one twenty-eighth of the population? Will he uncowl his monks, two thousand and twenty-three of whom swarm about the streets of Rome alone?

1797, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Osorio, London: John Pearson, 1873, Act I, p. 24, I pray you, think us friends—uncowl your face, For you seem faint, and the night-breeze blows healing.

While we uncowl our souls, Bare to the God who rolls Earth on its icy poles, Clasp me in pray’r.

“Monseigneur, it is not often your capuchin uncowls; least of all when he wishes to remain unknown! […]”

And thence, after a word or two had passed, came the priest I had seen; and when he uncowled I knew him for my friend Selred, and glad I was to see him.

She wouldn’t uncowl, for modesty she said, but let me ground her and lift dun shift to white shoulders.

[…] uncowling the airplane before each flight is neither practical nor expected. In fact, uncowling such an airplane repeatedly may wear the latching or fastening devices.