"Bosky" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... each lane, and every alley green, Dingle or bushy dell of this wild wood, And every bosky bourne from side to side; My daily ...
— Queechy, Volume I • Elizabeth Wetherell
... into that bosky grove set with seats convenient for lovers, which lies romantically close to the Italian Restaurant, where they sell the cocoa and the ginger beer. There was no one in the place besides themselves, and here, ...
— In Luck at Last • Walter Besant
... wrought, Into the air their fragrant incense fling, To greet the triumph of the youthful Spring. Lo, where she comes! 'scaped from the icy lair Of hoary Winter; wanton, free, and fair! Now smile the heavens again upon the earth, Bright hill, and bosky dell, resound with mirth, And voices, full of laughter and wild glee, Shout through the air pregnant with harmony; And wake poor sobbing Echo, who replies With sleepy voice, ...
— Poems • Frances Anne Butler
... tartan plaid, a piece of old Vauxhall or Ranelagh in an upland vale. Of an afternoon sleep reigned supreme. The shapely immobile trees, the grey and crumbling stone, the lone green walks vanishing into a bosky darkness were instinct with the quiet of ages. It needed but Lady Prue with her flounces and furbelows and Sir Pertinax with his cane and buckled shoon to re-create the ancient world before good Queen Anne had gone ...
— The Half-Hearted • John Buchan
... corn, and tobacco fields, already harvested, were merely made a little more tattered and brown. The November air was pure, sunny, and mild, and thrilled every now and then with the note of some lingering bird. A green and bosky confusion still hid house from house and masked from itself the all but motionless human life of the sleepy woods village. Only an adventitious China-tree here and there had been stripped of its golden foliage, and kept but its ripened berries with the red birds darting and fluttering around ...
— Bonaventure - A Prose Pastoral of Acadian Louisiana • George Washington Cable
... more, but thridded their way through many a bosky dell, whose soft green influence could not charm away the shock and the pain in Margaret's heart, caused by the recital of such cruelty; a recital too, the manner of which betrayed such utter want of imagination, and therefore of any ...
— North and South • Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell
... leader, your guide, your mentor, we shall go forth into the open, to seek out the bosky dell; to pierce the wildwood tangle; to penetrate the trackless wilderness. Our tents shall be spread alongside the purling brook, hard by some larger body of water. There, in my mind's eye, I see ...
— Fibble, D. D. • Irvin Shrewsbury Cobb
... be restored to those big educative barracks that do such violence to our American appreciation of the oppor- tunities of boyhood. The train stopped every five minutes; but, fortunately, the country was charming, - hilly and bosky, eminently good-humored, and dotted here and there with a smart little chateau. The old capital of the province of the Maine, which has given its name to a great American State, is a fairly interest- ing town, but I confess that I found in it less than I expected to admire. My ...
— A Little Tour in France • Henry James
... lay no shady, amiably crooked country roads and bosky dells, wherein one might lounge and dawdle over Hazlitt, yet we knew how crisscross cattle-trails should take us skirting down the river's sixteen ...
— The River and I • John G. Neihardt
... viewing them, in all their bearings, from the dark frowning passes in the Highlands, where rock rises piled upon rock, and the impetuous cataract makes the stoutest eye reel in looking on it, to the wimpling stream that glides through some bosky dell, where wild flowers spangle the banks, driving some village mill, whose distant clack, mingling with the murmur of the stream and the song of birds from the woods, forms a concert so sweet to the lover of nature. Without an object further than amusement, Malcolm and I jogged on for the Falls ...
— Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume III • Various
... feeling of advancing into a vague, towering shadow. That last sensation was at once new and familiar—where before had he been conscious of a vast, indefinable peril, blacker than night, looming implacably before him? He summoned his old hardihood and advanced over the still, bosky side of the mountain. ...
— Mountain Blood - A Novel • Joseph Hergesheimer
... had been seated but a very few minutes when the two girls emerged from the bosky intricacies ...
— The Girl at Cobhurst • Frank Richard Stockton
... of Trinity, Ye bosky shores untrod, Lean, breathless, to the white-lipped sea And hear ...
— The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 2, Issue 12, October, 1858 • Various
... Gaffer, or bad-hearted folks might say you was bosky-eyed.[10] That ban't no novelty anyway, but 't is early yet to be drunk—just three ...
— Children of the Mist • Eden Phillpotts
... fruits of excellence. Save as they were the types and shadowings Of hers—and then that I became to her A tutelary angel as she rose, And with a fearful self-impelling joy Saw round her feet the country far away, Beyond the nearest mountain's bosky brows, Burst into open prospect—heath and hill, And hollow lined and wooded to the lips— And steep down walls of battlemented rock Girded with broom or shiver'd into peaks— And glory of broad waters interfused, Whence rose as it were breath and ...
— The Suppressed Poems of Alfred Lord Tennyson • Alfred Lord Tennyson
... changed; I was strolling in a jardin francais; the bosky slope of the Mont Cavalier (a very modest mountain), hanging over the place, is crowded with a shapeless tower, which is as likely to be of medieval as of antique origin; and yet, as I leaned on the parapet of one of the fountains, where a flight of curved ...
— Seeing Europe with Famous Authors, Volume 3 • Various |
