Slowly, silently we wandered From the open cottage door, Underneath the elm's long branches To the pavement bending o'er; Underneath the mossy willow And the dying sycamore.
Now, to me the elm-leaves whisper Mad, discordant melodies, And keen melodies like shadows Haunt the moaning willow trees, And the sycamores with laughter Mock me in the nightly breeze.
It was pretty close to the shanty, and I thought I heard the old man coming all the time; but I got her hid; and then I out and looked around a bunch of willows, and there was the old man down the path a piece just drawing a bead on a bird with his gun.
Then I carried the sack about a hundred yards across the grass and through the willows east of the house, to a shallow lake that was five mile wide and full of rushes -- and ducks too, you might say, in the season.
Here they encamped upon the ice among stiffened willows, where they were obliged to beat down and clear away the snow to procure pasturage for their horses.
The tall pines seemed sprinkled with a silver dust, and the willows, studded with minute icicles reflecting the prismatic rays, brought to mind the fairy trees conjured up by the caliph's story-teller to adorn his vale of diamonds.
Presently the willows parted on the other bank, and Robin could hardly forebear laughing out right.
As he sat down quietly under the shade of a drooping willow he heard snatches of a jovial song floating to him from the farther side; then came a sound of two men's voices arguing.
The banks were here and there fringed with willow thickets and small cotton-wood trees.
There were also vessels of willow and grass, so closely wrought as to hold water, and a seine neatly made with meshes, in the ordinary manner, of the fibres of wild flax or nettle.
The afternoon advanced, and still she remained among the willows
Its one window is so shaded by a huge willow
that the room has a grotto-like effect of emerald gloom.
The archer vindicated their opinion of his skill: his arrow split the willow
rod against which it was aimed.
It seems as if I could sit silent all day long with the thought of God overflowing my soul--as the pebbles lie bathed in the Willow
Harling made garden that spring, we could feel the stir of her undertaking through the willow
hedge that separated our place from hers.