Copsewood.

Definitions

  • Chambers's Twentieth Century Dictionary
    • Copsewood. See Coppice.
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Usage

In literature:

The badger made his dark and tortuous hole on the side of every hill where the copsewood grew thick.
"The History of England from the Accession of James II." by Thomas Babington Macaulay
They passed through the copsewood, following the line of the disused quarries.
"The Hollow Needle" by Maurice Leblanc
Entangled in the copsewood and bushes, some time elapsed ere he gained the narrow path below.
"Traditions of Lancashire, Volume 1 (of 2)" by John Roby
Through this copsewood Maximus and I took our way, following one of the many beaten tracks made by the Indians.
"Ungava" by R.M. Ballantyne
Full five minutes we waited, and then the sharp crack of a rifle near the centre of the copsewood relieved, us.
"The Hunters' Feast" by Mayne Reid
The remains of a fire, a little apart from the rest, near the edge of a piece of copsewood, drew my attention.
"The Wild Huntress" by Mayne Reid
The tall trees ceased; a variegated copsewood crowned the summit, which formed a kind of platform.
"The Progressionists, and Angela." by Conrad von Bolanden
At this instant, a shrill whistle was heard from the copsewood.
"Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland" by Various
The dog came dashing on, a powerful animal, to judge by the noise it made, suggesting the rush of a wild boar through the copsewood.
"The Golden Triangle" by Maurice Leblanc
UN'DERGROWTH, shrubs or low woody plants growing among trees: copsewood.
"Chambers's Twentieth Century Dictionary (part 4 of 4: S-Z and supplements)" by Various
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In poetry:

"Eachan, guard that glade and copsewood,
At your peril let none by!"
Cries the chief, while in the heather
Silently the huntsmen lie.
"Loch Buy" by John Douglas Sutherland Campbell
Sweet are the paths, O passing sweet!
By Eske's fair streams that run,
O'er airy steep, through copsewood deep,
Impervious to the sun.
"The Gray Brother" by Sir Walter Scott
Crazy resonant warbling ran riot,
And the voice of this plain-looking songster
Sowed derangement, ecstatic delight
In the depth of the mesmerised copsewood.
"White Night" by Boris Pasternak