| 1. | Where billow meets billow, then soft be thy pillow. - from The Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling |
| 2. | The god pursues, a huger billow throws. - from The Iliad of Homer by Homer |
| 3. | But at that moment he is sprung upon by a panther billow leaping over the bulwarks. - from Moby Dick; or The Whale by Herman Melville |
| 4. | The chidden billow seems to pelt the cloud. - from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare |
| 5. | The muddy billow o'er the clouds is thrown.. - from The Iliad of Homer by Homer |
| 6. | By some huge billow dash'd against the shore. - from The Iliad of Homer by Homer |
| 7. | Thus, when a mountain billow foams and raves. - from The Iliad of Homer by Homer |
| 8. | "Some men die at ebb tide some at low water some at the full of the flood--and I feel now like a billow that's all one crested comb, Starbuck. - from Moby Dick; or The Whale by Herman Melville |
| 9. | Now to this hand, now to that, he yawed in his faltering flight, and still at every billow that he broke, he spasmodically sank in the sea, or sideways rolled towards the sky his one beating fin. - from Moby Dick; or The Whale by Herman Melville |
| 10. | The Creation in billows of godhood laves me. - from Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman |
| 11. | The ship was sailing plungingly astern the billows rolled in riots. - from Moby Dick; or The Whale by Herman Melville |
| 12. | Into the tumbling billows of the main. - from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare |
| 13. | The billows float in order to the shore. - from The Iliad of Homer by Homer |
| 14. | And all the roaring billows of the main. - from The Iliad of Homer by Homer |
| 15. | The envious billows sidelong swell to whelm my track let them but first I pass. - from Moby Dick; or The Whale by Herman Melville |
| 16. | Who take the ruffian billows by the top. - from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare |
| 17. | Full of fine spirits, they invariably come from the breezy billows to windward. - from Moby Dick; or The Whale by Herman Melville |
| 18. | A city on th' inconstant billows dancin. - from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare |