It's 9:41, 58 degrees, and I'm flunking out. Time to bear down.
1. The ship bore down on our canoe.
2. If you really bear down, you will finish the task.
We were moving slowly up the river as the creature bore down upon us with distended jaws. The long neck was far outstretched, and the four flippers with which it swam were working with powerful strokes, carrying it forward at a rapid pace.