Covered with tall trees & green briers Seperated from the Stard.
"The Journals of Lewis and Clark" by Meriwether Lewis and William Clark
She had lost her hat and her flaxen hair was a tangle of briers and green burrs.
"Ruth Fielding in Moving Pictures" by Alice Emerson
A short descent sent a stream slowly curling away under masses of green briers.
"Shapes that Haunt the Dusk" by Various
Along the roadside the little purple flowers of autumn peeped about under the green briers.
"Dwellers in the Hills" by Melville Davisson Post
Followed a little brook, the eastern branch of the Tiber, lined with bushes and a rank growth of green brier.
"Wake-Robin" by John Burroughs
The undergrowth consists of honeysuckle, alder, whortleberry, a plant like the mountain-holly, green brier, and fern.
"Oregon and Eldorado" by Thomas Bulfinch
It is the anglicized version of the French word "ronce" for brier or bramble and "verte" for green.
"How Justice Grew" by Martha W. (Martha Woodroof) Hiden
Gen. Jackson's force on the Green Brier consisted of the 1st and 12th Ga., the 3rd Ark.
"Under the Stars and Bars" by Walter A. Clark
About sunset we caught sight of them, just as they crossed Green Brier River, a wide, but shallow stream.
"Memoirs of a Veteran Who Served as a Private in the 60's in the War Between the States" by Isaac Hermann
Like echoes that revel
On hills, where the brier
Vaults roofs of dishevel
And green, greedy fire,
They come as a choir.
"Fairies" by Madison Julius Cawein
The spreading trees, with leaves so green,
Adorn each river side;
The rosy brier and blooming thorn
Do flourish in their pride.
"Lines On A Gentleman's Son" by Susannah Hawkins
Throw back the locust's flowery plume,
The birch's pale-green scarf,
And break the web of brier and bloom
From name and epitaph.
"The Countess" by John Greenleaf Whittier
O aul' kirkyard! O aul' kirkyard!
Hoo aft ha'e I, wi' langin' e'en,
Leuk't ower thy moulderin' wa' to see
The grave aneath the brier sae green.
"The Aul' Kirkyard" by Janet Hamilton
Wild-ginger; wahoo, with its wan balloons;
And brakes of briers of a twilight green;
And fox-grapes plumed with summer; and strung moons
Of mandrake flowers between.
"The Wood" by Madison Julius Cawein
On—on—we tread with loose-flung rein
Our seaward way,
Through dark-green fields and blossoming grain,
Where the wild brier-rose skirts the lane,
And bends above our heads the flowering locust spray.
"Hampton Beach" by John Greenleaf Whittier