The little house stands in one acre of ground, closely walled in, and surrounded by high shrubs and lofty larch trees.
"The Arena" by Various
Now I will give you to the larch tree.
"A Little Girl in Old Detroit" by Amanda Minnie Douglas
A merry little bird was singing on a larch-tree, but nothing more.
"Heidi" by Johanna Spyri
The tall magnolia lay broken in many pieces, the larch tree had been snapped like a rotten reed.
"Traditions of the North American Indians, Vol. 1 (of 3)" by James Athearn Jones
Some writers say, that they were changed into larch trees, and not poplars.
"The Metamorphoses of Ovid" by Publius Ovidius Naso
It is in general well grown, and the trees thriven exceedingly, particularly the oak, beech, larch, and firs.
"A Tour in Ireland 1776-1779" by Arthur Young
He henced as far as the Larch Tree this time.
"Fairy Prince and Other Stories" by Eleanor Hallowell Abbott
The Larch-Tree has likewise the same Vertue, but its particular property is, that it will not burn.
"An Abridgment of the Architecture of Vitruvius" by Vitruvius
To my left was a long larch wood, to my right rough fields with many trees.
"Tatterdemalion" by John Galsworthy
The farther end of the hanger was composed of a thick growth of larch-trees, and here there had been a fall of timber in the winter.
"The Wolf Patrol" by John Finnemore
Goodbye Wendy. Send the fairies,
Pinewood elf and larch tree gnome.
Spingle-spangled stars are peeping
At the lush Lagonda creeping
Down the winding ways of tarmac
To the leaded lights of home.
"Indoor Games near Newbury" by Sir John Betjeman
Chloe, fresher than the breeze of dawn,
Fairer than the larches in their young spring glory,
Brighter than the glow-worms on the dewy lawn,
Hear the dirge the green trees sing to end your story:--
"Chloe" by Edith Nesbit