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  • The old grass and the sprouting needles of new grass greened, the buds on the guelder-rose, the buds and the sticky, spirituous birches swelled, and on the willow, all sprinkled with golden catkins, the flitting, newly-hatched bee buzzed.

    Tolstoy III: Invisible Larks

  • Re: comment 145119 by Moritz endorsed by Krebs in 145135: a guelder-rose berry said, “I am good with honey.”

    Oops, they did it again - The Panda's Thumb

  • I found a pretty cottage with a lawn running down to the stream, and a perfect jungle of guelder-rose and lilac flanking the path.

    The Thirty-Nine Steps

  • The ground was fairly free of undergrowth, the anemones sprinkled, there was a bush or two, elder, or guelder-rose, and a purplish tangle of bramble: the old russet of bracken almost vanished under green anemone ruffs.

    Lady Chatterley's Lover

  • Through the glass door and the arching berceau, I commanded the deep vista of the allée défendue: thither rushed Sylvie, glistening through its gloom like a white guelder-rose.


  • The old grass looked greener, and the young grass thrust up its tiny blades; the buds of the guelder-rose and of the currant and the sticky birch-buds were swollen with sap, and an exploring bee was humming about the golden blossoms that studded the willow.

    Anna Karenina

  • Near by, a laburnum drooped in shower of gold over a bush of delicate white guelder-rose as Zeus over Danæ.

    Swirling Waters

  • And it _is_ impossible to bear with the guelder-rose -- the guelder-rose must be adored.

    Browning's Heroines

  • If it were but winter now again, instead of the terrible, lovely spring, when she will have the blue sky and the hawthorn-spray and the brooks to love -- and the almond-blossom and the cuckoo, and that guelder-rose which he will have to bear with ...

    Browning's Heroines

  • Red may is in blossom, lilac, laburnum, guelder-rose and all the lovely accessories of summer.

    Try Anything Twice


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  • "When spring arrived, and with it the cold weather, during an icy Lent and the hailstorms of Holy Week, as Mme Swann declared that it was freezing in her house, I used often to see her entertaining her guests in her furs, her shivering hands and shoulders buried beneath the gleaming white carpets of an immense rectangular muff and a cape, both of ermine, which she had not taken off on coming in from her drive, and which suggested the last patches of the snows of winter, more persistent than the rest, which neither the heat of the fire nor the advancing season had succeeded in melting. And the all-embracing truth about these glacial but already flowering weeks was suggested to me in this drawing room, which soon I should be entering no more, by other more intoxicating forms of whiteness, that for example of the guelder-roses clustering, at the summits of their tall bare stalks, like the rectilinear trees in pre-Raphaelite paintings, their balls of blossom, divided yet composite, white as annunciating angels and exhaling a fragrance as of lemons."

    -- Within a Budding Grove by Marcel Proust, translated by C.K. Scott Moncrieff and Terence Kilmartin, Revised by D.J. Enright, p 288 of the Modern Library paperback edition

    April 20, 2008

  • aka viburnum opulus

    December 31, 2007