What he recounted was in substance this: -- He followed his victim to the vicinity of the pool; there shot his horse with a pistol; despatched its rider with the butt end; possessed himself of the pocket-book, and, supposing the horse dead, dragged it with great labour to the brambles by the pond.
The result was that, after some days, I came across an old dry well, the mouth of which was nearly hidden by brambles; and here, at the bottom, I discovered what I sought.
I am about to precipitate, to sink, to plunge myself into the abyss that is here before me, only to let the world know that while thou dost favour me there is no impossibility I will not attempt and accomplish." With these words he approached the cavern, and perceived that it was impossible to let himself down or effect an entrance except by sheer force or cleaving a passage; so drawing his sword he began to demolish and cut away the brambles
at the mouth of the cave, at the noise of which a vast multitude of crows and choughs flew out of it so thick and so fast that they knocked Don Quixote down; and if he had been as much of a believer in augury as he was a Catholic Christian he would have taken it as a bad omen and declined to bury himself in such a place.
So saying, he drew his companion along toward a group of rocks that rose upon one point of the island; there, after searching for some time, he began to rummage among the brambles
, and, in so doing, scratched his hands until they bled.
It stood on a slight elevation in the midst of a large, stony field overgrown with brambles
, and cultivated in patches and only in the most primitive way.
She continued with her foster parents and bloomed in their rude abode, fairer than a garden rose among dark-leaved brambles
. When my father returned from Milan, he found playing with me in the hall of our villa a child fairer than pictured cherub --a creature who seemed to shed radiance from her looks and whose form and motions were lighter than the chamois of the hills.
After wandering about for a long time, they found in a pasture near Finchley a poor shed, with walls of mud, and roof of grass and brambles
, built for some cowherd, but now deserted.
A FIR-TREE said boastingly to the Bramble
, "You are useful for nothing at all; while I am everywhere used for roofs and houses." The Bramble
answered: 'You poor creature, if you would only call to mind the axes and saws which are about to hew you down, you would have reason to wish that you had grown up a Bramble
, not a Fir-Tree."
And Gerda stretched out her hands with the large wadded gloves towards the robber maiden, and said, "Farewell!" and the Reindeer flew on over bush and bramble
through the great wood, over moor and heath, as fast as he could go.
are the poor relations of the soft fruit world with most people only having memories of picking them to make jelly or jam.
1: ROASTED DUCK BREASTS WITH BRAMBLE
AND PORT SAUCE Ingredients Serves 2 For bramble
and port sauce: 1tbsp olive oil 1 onion, chopped 1 carrot, chopped 1 garlic clove, chopped 1 bay leaf 1 sprig fresh thyme or a pinch of dried Pinch of grated nutmeg 1tbsp red wine vinegar 2tbsp port 300ml good chicken stock Salt and freshly ground black pepper 100g brambles
1/2tsp cornflour mixed with a little water For the roast duck: 375g pack of 2 duck breasts 175g Brussels sprouts, thinly sliced 1 garlic clove, finely chopped Pinch of grated nutmeg Steamed asparagus and potatoes dauphinoise to serve Directions Heat the oil in a saucepan, add the onion and carrot and fry over a medium heat for about 10 minutes, stirring from time to time until the vegetables are a deep golden brown.
Collectively, they're called cane fruit or brambles
. Purists will state that "bramble
" only refers to cane fruit with sprawling, arching growth habits, excluding more upright varieties or those that form ground covers.
Freezing the brambles
beforehand makes them easier to fold into the mix.
If we remain committed to assigning a category to Kaufmann's work, then the off-kilter fiction of the Hipsters and the Beats, those disaffected authors with skewed sensibilities and a distorted notion of narrative form, provides Brambles