Pines
[paɪn]
Examples
- The pines are not tall or luxuriant, but they are sombre, and add an air of severity to the scene. Mary Shelley. Frankenstein_Or_The Modern Prometheus.
- We have an acre of hot-houses, and pines as common as pays in the sayson. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- They came down the last two hundred yards, moving carefully from tree to tree in the shadows and now, through the last pines of the steep hillside, the bridge was only fifty yards away. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- As they came up, still deep in the shadow of the pines, after dropping down from the high meadow into the wooden valley and climbing up it on a trail that paralleled the stream and then left it to gain, steeply, the top of a rim-rock formation, a man with a carbine stepped out from behind a tree. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- By the time they reached the camp it was snowing and the flakes were dropping diagonally through the pines. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- Down out of the gray rocks and the pines, the heather and the gorse, across the yellow high plateau you see it rising white and beautiful. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- So do I like the pines, but we have been too long in these pines. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- Robert Jordan ran up the hill through the pines. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- The wind was blowing in the pines and now Robert Jordan strained all of himself to listen. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- Robert Jordan looked down through the pines to the sentry box again. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- It was night still and here was no promise of morning except that as he looked up through the pines he saw how low the stars had swung. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- The fascists had attacked and we had stopped them on that slope in the gray rocks, the scrub pines and the gorse of the Guadarrama hillsides. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- Robert Jordan dropped down to where Agustín lay in the clump of scrub pines behind the automatic rifle and more planes were coming all the time. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- In the sun and the warm wind the snow was falling from the laden branches of the pines. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- There was no wind now and the pines were still in the night. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- When one speaks of conifers in the Mesozoic the reader must not think of the pines and firs that clothe the high mountain slopes of our time. H. G. Wells. The Outline of History_Being a Plain History of Life and Mankind.
- Robert Jordan said to the big woman as they walked through the pines together. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- Now they were in sight of El Sordo's camp in the last of the pines, where there was a rounded gulch-head shaped like an upturned basin. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- Its evolution from the ancient harp, gleaned by man from the wind, that grand old harper, who smote his thunder harp of pines, is too long a story to here recite in detail. William Henry Doolittle. Inventions in the Century.
- The scrub pines growing in the rock hide them well. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- Robert Jordan walked through the pines, feeling his way from tree to tree to the edge of the meadow. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- He pines for want of some interest in life. Mary Shelley. The Last Man.
- Then he looked at the hillside and he looked at the pines and he tried not to think at all. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- He smelled the pines and he heard the stream and the bridge showed clear now and beautiful in the morning light. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- The big gray horse was galloping through the pines. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- He looked up at Primitivo above in the rocks and he looked down at the pines across the clearing. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- Aren't you tired of the pines, _guapa? Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- I like the pines, too. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
Editor: Nat