1 Beyond the corncribs, at the bottom of the shallow draw, was a muddy little pond, with rusty willow bushes growing about it.
2 When Mrs. Harling made garden that spring, we could feel the stir of her undertaking through the willow hedge that separated our place from hers.
3 After supper I used to catch up my cap, stick my hands in my pockets, and dive through the willow hedge as if witches were after me.
4 Through the willow hedge I could hear Nina's cries of delight, and I felt comforted.
5 Out in the stream the sandbars glittered like glass, and the light trembled in the willow thickets as if little flames were leaping among them.
6 I made fast to a willow; then I took a bite to eat, and by and by laid down in the canoe to smoke a pipe and lay out a plan.
7 By that time everything we had in the world was on our raft, and she was ready to be shoved out from the willow cove where she was hid.
8 Monte Cristo looked for the entrance to the enclosure, and was not long in finding a little wooden gate, working on willow hinges, and fastened with a nail and string.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContext Highlight In Chapter 61. How a Gardener May Get Rid of the Dormice tha... 9 Leaning, silent, sardonic, against the door he was like a withered willow, bent over a stream, all its leaves shed, and in his eyes the whimsical flow of the waters.
10 Locksley returned almost instantly with a willow wand about six feet in length, perfectly straight, and rather thicker than a man's thumb.
11 The archer vindicated their opinion of his skill: his arrow split the willow rod against which it was aimed.
12 After the rule of the Carmelites, who go barefoot, wear a bit of willow on their throats, and never sit down, the harshest rule is that of the Bernardines-Benedictines of Martin Verga.
Les Misérables 2 By Victor HugoContext Highlight In BOOK 6: CHAPTER II—THE OBEDIENCE OF MARTIN VERGA 13 One day I gave thee a willow battledore and a shuttlecock with yellow, blue and green feathers.
Les Misérables 5 By Victor HugoContext Highlight In BOOK 9: CHAPTER V—A NIGHT BEHIND WHICH THERE IS DAY 14 There was a long pause, while a blackbird sung blithely on the willow by the river, and the tall grass rustled in the wind.
15 The marsh could be recognized by the mist which rose from it, thicker in one place and thinner in another, so that the reeds and willow bushes swayed like islands in this mist.