wheel

Wheel that trolley over here, would you?

She wheeled the dung in the wheelbarrow

Along a stretch of road;

But she always ran away and left

Her not-nice load,

Your daughter, if you have not given her leave,

I say again, hath made a gross revolt;

Tying her duty, beauty, wit and fortunes

In an extravagant and wheeling stranger

Of here and every where.

[…] he did as Menelaus had said, and set off running as soon as he had given his armour to a comrade, Laodocus, who was wheeling his horses round, close beside him.

The vulture wheeled above us.

Now Heav’n in all her Glorie shon, and rowld

Her motions, as the great first-Movers hand

First wheeld thir course;