hop-garden

Over one field, into the next, into the hop-garden beyond.

Excerpt: Timothy by Verlyn Klinkenborg 2006

Yet when they went together across the fields, when they came to the edge of the hop-garden and saw the neatly trailing vines, which this year looked better and more promising than he could ever remember before, they had nothing to say to one another, not a word.

The Imaginary Marriage Henry St. John Cooper

Better, perhaps, to say that their fragile bines of song climb all day up unseen hop-poles, so that the whole air is laced with tendrils of music and the Marsh is turned into an ethereal hop-garden, whose harvest no hands can pick, nor oast dry.

Try Anything Twice 1938

They walked back, Sally with her bright hair streaming over one shoulder and her sun-bonnet in her hand, but when they got to the huts Mrs. Athelny had already started for the hop-garden.

Of Human Bondage 1919

A hop-garden was one of the sights connected with Philip's boyhood and the oast-houses to him the most typical feature of the Kentish scene.

Of Human Bondage 1915

They walked back, Sally with her bright hair streaming over one shoulder and her sun-bonnet in her hand, but when they got to the huts Mrs. Athelny had already started for the hop-garden.

Of Human Bondage 1915

I painted scenes in south-eastern England for my private view frequently now, scenes in cool greens and sober blues and restful grey scenes of weald and down-land, of hop-garden and country rectory.

Cinderella in the South Twenty-Five South African Tales Arthur Shearly Cripps 1910

We had hop-poles from the hop-garden beyond the orchard to punt with.

The Wouldbegoods Edith 1901

The camel-guns shelled them as they passed and opened for an instant lanes through their midst, most like those quick-closing vistas in a Kentish hop-garden seen when the train races by at full speed; and the infantry fire, held till the opportune moment, dropped them in close-packing hundreds.

The Light That Failed Rudyard Kipling 1900

'Body o' me, 'said Hal, staring at the hop-garden, where the hops were just ready to blossom.

Puck of Pook's Hill Rudyard Kipling 1900