Remember always that there may be an enemy behind every bush, in every tree and amongst every clump
of jungle grass.
Instead of finding the mountain we had ascended sweeping down in the opposite direction into broad and capacious valleys, the land appeared to retain its general elevation, only broken into a series of ridges and inter-vales which so far as the eye could reach stretched away from us, with their precipitous sides covered with the brightest verdure, and waving here and there with the foliage of clumps
of woodland; among which, however, we perceived none of those trees upon whose fruit we had relied with such certainty.
With the stoicism of the brutes who had raised him he endured his suffering quietly, preferring to crawl away from the others and lie huddled in some clump
of tall grasses rather than to show his misery before their eyes.
I have known one clump
on the head have more effect upon my liver, and make me feel more anxious to go straight away then and there, and do what was wanted to be done, without further loss of time, than a whole box of pills does now.
He was standing before a goat-skin tent amidst a clump
of date palms within a tiny oasis.
Tarzan followed and in the shadows of a clump
of bushes overtook his quarry.
The deer lay in a small open space close to a clump
of acacias, and we had advanced to within several yards of our kill when we both halted suddenly and simultaneously.
And down by the river bank a clump
of dwarf willows burst into bud.
It paused, head up, close by a clump
of spruce trees, and with sight and scent studied the outfit of the watching men.
Behind one of these, in a clump
of sage-brush, I made my bed for the day, and soon fell asleep.
One sunny afternoon in the autumn of the year 1861, a soldier lay in a clump
of laurel by the side of a road in Western Virginia.
He could barely see the hand which, he had before observed, lay at the root of a clump
Outside in the garden, which was full of mellow sunset light streaming through the dark old firs to the west of it, stood Anne and Diana, gazing bashfully at each other over a clump
of gorgeous tiger lilies.
It seemed to come from a clump
of rank and tangled bush not far from where Delcarte stood.
And the rich people drove out, and the poor walked, but the way seemed strangely long to them; and when they came to a clump
of willows which grew on the skirts of the forest, they sat down, and looked up at the long branches, and fancied they were now in the depth of the green wood.