lemon-bush

Bertran de Born lie helpless in a lemon-bush hard by the wall.

The Life and Death of Richard Yea-and-Nay Maurice Hewlett 1892

The air was mild for mid-March; between the ridged tiles of the cortile, which ran up to a great height, I could see a square of pale blue sky; gnats were busy in the beam of dusty light which slanted across the shade; I heard the bees about the lemon-bush droning of a quiet and opulent summer hovering near-by.

Earthwork out of Tuscany Being Impressions and Translations of Maurice Hewlett Maurice Hewlett 1892