Vines
[vaɪn]
Examples
- The trees and vines stretch across these narrow roadways sometimes and so shut out the sun that you seem to be riding through a tunnel. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
- I got a drum and went over to the potato farm and sprinkled it on the vines with a pot. Frank Lewis Dyer. Edison, His Life and Inventions.
- But a disease killed all the vines fifteen years ago, and since that time no wine has been made. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
- He took the wood of the fence, the sticks of the vines, and hurried back with them to the furnace. Rupert S. Holland. Historic Inventions.
- Its hills are covered with vines, and its cottages are scattered thickly in the plains. Mary Shelley. Frankenstein_Or_The Modern Prometheus.
- There were sticks that supported vines, and a fence that ran between his land and the next. Rupert S. Holland. Historic Inventions.
- The next morning the farmer came in very excited and reported that the stuff had killed the vines as well. Frank Lewis Dyer. Edison, His Life and Inventions.
- Still another part of it was a long stretch of low grape-vines, which were tanglesome and troublesome, and which we took to be brambles. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
- The only things to be seen not fixedly staring and glaring were the vines drooping under their load of grapes. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
- After having landed, they proceeded to search the country, parties going in different directions among the woods and vines. Mary Shelley. Frankenstein_Or_The Modern Prometheus.
- We knew then what the poet meant when he sang of: --thy cornfields green, and sunny vines, O pleasant land of France! Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
- Weeds and flowers spring from its massy arches and its circling seats, and vines hang their fringes from its lofty walls. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
- Mingled grass and corn grew in her plains, the unpruned vines threw their luxuriant branches around the elms. Mary Shelley. The Last Man.
- He had twenty acres of potatoes, and the vines were being destroyed. Frank Lewis Dyer. Edison, His Life and Inventions.
- The fields were green and there were small green shoots on the vines, the trees along the road had small leaves and a breeze came from the sea. Ernest Hemingway. A Farewell To Arms.
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