boskage

Nevermore in his father's house shall he wake the Muse that never slept beneath his lute-strings; no hand will crown the spots where rests the maiden Latona 'mid the boskage deep; nor evermore shall our virgins vie to win thy love, now thou art banished.

Hippolytus 2008

Nevermore in his father's house shall he wake the Muse that never slept beneath his lute-strings; no hand will crown the spots where rests the maiden Latona 'mid the boskage deep; nor evermore shall our virgins vie to win thy love, now thou art banished.

Hippolytus 2008

This way thrust itself like a black tongue into the boskage and vanished in the depths.

The Metal Monster 2004

Chairemon had had the script copied so that we could take it home; we walked off so full of it that we hardly noticed the Cretans still rummaging the boskage.

The Mask of Apollo Renault, Mary, 1905-1983 1966

Searched through the boskage of the hill, and found

Theocritus, translated into English Verse 300 BC-260 BC Theocritus

For a while I had noticed the road seemed flanked by a mass of boskage below it on the right-hand side.

Highways & Byways in Sussex E.V. Lucas

The roses were in bloom, two nightingales soliloquized in the boskage, a cuckoo was just going out of tune among the lime trees.

Brave New World Huxley, Aldous, 1894-1963 1932

Within this leafy boskage stood huts of wattle, cunningly wrought; beneath the steep were many caves carpeted with dried fern and fragrant mosses, while everywhere, above and around, the trees spread mighty boughs, through which the sun darted golden beams be-dappling the sward, and in whose leafy mysteries the birds made joyous carolling.

The Geste of Duke Jocelyn Jeffery Farnol 1915

And now, from brake and thicket, from dewy mysteries of green boskage burst forth the sweet, glad chorus of bird-song, full throated, passionate of joy.

The Geste of Duke Jocelyn Jeffery Farnol 1915

Presently Ludovic got to the house, but stood so long on the doorstep in a brown study, gazing into the tangled green boskage of the cherry orchard, that Theodora finally went and opened the door before he knocked.

Chronicles of Avonlea Lucy Maud 1912