olive-grove

To the familiar simplicity of that Italian building there were not lacking signs of a certain spiritual change, for out of the olive-grove which grew to its very doors a skittle-alley had been formed, and two baby cypress-trees were cut into the effigies of a cock and hen.

The Inn of Tranquillity: Studies and Essays 2004

Florence, with vineyard and olive-grove sloping away to the city lying in a haze-a vision of beauty and peace.

Mark Twain: A Biography 2003

But gradually more and more appeared, until parts of the olive-grove were lit with a weird green glow.

My Family and Other Animals Durrell, Gerald, 1925- 1956

At length, finding an olive-grove, dark and cool with the long shadows of evening, we sat down by a mossy bank and shared the fruit.

My Family and Other Animals Durrell, Gerald, 1925- 1956

At length we came to the gloomy olive-grove, and I led Theodore to the bank and pointed out the mysterious trapdoor.

My Family and Other Animals Durrell, Gerald, 1925- 1956

East of the garden, stretching toward the ocean-beach, is the olive-grove.

Lippincott's Magazine, Vol. 26, August, 1880 of Popular Literature and Science Various

He tells how the cicada is absent from treeless countries, as, for instance, from Cyrene (and why, I wonder, does he go all the way to Cyrene for his illustration?), neither is it heard in deep and sunless woods; but in the olive-groves you hear it at its best, for an olive-grove is sparse and the sun comes through.

The Legacy of Greece Essays By: Gilbert Murray, W. R. Inge, J. Burnet, Sir T. L. Heath, D'arcy W. Thompson, Charles Singer, R. W. Livingston, A. Toynbee, A. E. Zimmern, Percy Gardner, Sir Reginald Blomfield Various

Let us turn once more to that cemetery in the olive-grove.

Lippincott's Magazine, Vol. 26, August, 1880 of Popular Literature and Science Various

Daylight was waning as I returned, but when I passed the olive-grove, where many hours before I had heard the _malagueña_, the same monotonous song still moaned along the air, carrying back my thoughts to the swineherd.

The Land of The Blessed Virgin; Sketches and Impressions in Andalusia 1919

I found myself in an olive-grove, with only a narrow path in front of me.

The Land of The Blessed Virgin; Sketches and Impressions in Andalusia 1919