ivy-bush

He looked sideways out of his beard, as if it were an ivy-bush.

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"Then noblemen's chimneys used to smoke, and not their noses; Englishmen without were not Blackamoores within, for then Tobacco was an Indian, unpickt and unpiped, -- now made the common ivy-bush of luxury, the curtaine of dishonesty, the proclaimer of vanity, the drunken colourer of Drabby solacy."

Tobacco; Its History, Varieties, Culture, Manufacture and Commerce E. R. Billings

If the vintner's nose [24] be at door, it is a sign sufficient, but the absence of this is supplied by the ivy-bush: the rooms are ill breathed like the drinkers that have been washed well over night, and are smelt-to fasting next morning; not furnished with beds apt to be defiled, but more necessary implements, stools, table, and a chamber-pot.

Microcosmography or, a Piece of the World Discovered; in Essays and Characters John Earle

Across the way hung a hollow ivy-bush, through which ran a long branch of wild apple.

The Spring of Joy: A Little Book of Healing 1917

And an old boy, at his first appearance, with all the gravity of his ivy-bush about him, is sure to draw on him the eyes and chirping of the whole town volery; amongst which there will not be wanting some birds of prey, that will presently be on the wing for him.

Some Thoughts Concerning Education. Sections 91-100 1909

A yellow-faced girl brat with eyes like an owl's in an ivy-bush, and with a voice like a very peacock's.

A Lady of Quality 1896

A yellow-faced girl brat, with eyes like an owl's in an ivy-bush, and with a voice like a very peacocks.

A Lady of Quality Frances Hodgson Burnett 1886

"He is not bound to find ears as well as arguments," retorted the owl, and he drew back into his ivy-bush.

Jackanapes, Daddy Darwin's Dovecot and Other Stories Juliana Horatia Gatty Ewing 1863

"Hoot, hoot!" cried the church owl, pushing his head out of the ivy-bush.

Jackanapes, Daddy Darwin's Dovecot and Other Stories Juliana Horatia Gatty Ewing 1863

When he had pulled it down over the end of his nose, and peeped through it, like an owl out of an ivy-bush, he might be supposed to part with it voluntarily, and not because he was laughed at.

The Crofton Boys Harriet Martineau 1839