wire grass


  • WordNet 3.6
    • n wire grass coarse annual grass having fingerlike spikes of flowers; native to Old World tropics; a naturalized weed elsewhere
    • n wire grass handsome hardy North American grass with foliage turning pale bronze in autumn
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Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary
    • Wire grass (Bot) either of the two common grasses Eleusine Indica, valuable for hay and pasture, and Poa compressa, or blue grass. See Blue grass.
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In literature:

There was a bare little plot of grass in the middle, protected by a cheap wire fence.
"The Woman in White" by Wilkie Collins
He didn't need it, now; he would lie on wire springs, instead of on the crisp, prairie grass.
"Chip, of the Flying U" by B. M. Bower
At long intervals could be found a marsh of wire-grass, or a few acres of withered bunch-grass.
"The Lions of the Lord" by Harry Leon Wilson
About the mouth of the well was a wire grass that seemed to prevent it caving in.
"Death Valley in '49" by William Lewis Manly
The men slipped like eels through and under the wires, and lay in the long grass behind.
"Crittenden" by John Fox, Jr.
So we turned aside and walked miles by a barbed wire fence, among fired rocks and cinders, where never a blade of grass grew.
"A Tramp's Notebook" by Morley Roberts
The little cocks were incessant singers, their favorite perches being the wire fences, or weeds and grass tufts in the pastures.
"Birds of the Rockies" by Leander Sylvester Keyser
I raised my head cautiously to the level of the wire-grass.
"A Village of Vagabonds" by F. Berkeley Smith
It was a strange sight to see green grass on one side of the wires and outside perfectly bare.
"Reminiscences of Queensland" by William Henry Corfield
At frequent intervals it was necessary to crawl out and visit the listening posts, who lay in the rank grass just beyond our own wire.
"From the St. Lawrence to the Yser with the 1st Canadian brigade" by Frederic C. Curry

In poetry:

There hain't no grass to speak of and the water holes are gone
The wire of the farmer holds 'em tight
There's little use to law 'em and little use to kick
And mighty sight less use there is to fight
"The Old Cowboy's Lament" by Robert Van Carr