boskage

The roses were in bloom, two nightingales soliloquized in the boskage, a cuckoo was just going out of tune among the lime trees.

Thridding the somber boskage of the wood.

For now that I had left the open, and was circled about with the boskage, I moved through a world shadowy and fantastic.

I saw it slant upwards to the brow of a hill, and dip into the cup of a valley; here through a boskage of green I saw a flash of silver where the river ran; there between flat green fields it lay, a broad white line geometrically straight to the gate of a city; it curved amongst the churches and houses, but never lost itself in that labyrinth, aiming with every wind and turn at that other gate, from which it leaped free at last to the hills.

The first angle made by the zigzags was thickly covered with a boskage of pines.