low-spreading

Guelder roses, all large and disorderly for want of trimming; there were leafy walls of scarlet beans and late peas; there was a row of bushy filberts in one direction, and in another a huge apple-tree making a barren circle under its low-spreading boughs.

Adam Bede 2004

Conan felt slow fury swell his heart as he looked silently down and saw the ruffians dragging her toward a tree whose low-spreading branches were obviously intended to act as a gibbet.

The Bloody Crown of Conan Howard, Robert E. 2003

Conan felt slow fury swell his heart as he looked silently down and saw the ruffians dragging her toward a tree whose low-spreading branches were obviously intended to act as a gibbet.

The Bloody Crown Of Conan Howard, Robert E. 2003

With her neglected knitting in her hands she would sit for hours under a certain low-spreading cedar not far from the door, bare-footed, coarsely clad, beautiful, every tinge of the sun, every indifferent leisurely movement, a new suggestion of a new grace.

Lodusky 1995

Conan felt slow fury swell his heart as he looked silently down and saw the ruffians dragging her toward a tree whose low-spreading branches were obviously intended to act as a gibbet.

The Conan Chronicles Howard, Robert E. 1989

Conan felt slow fury swell his heart as he looked silently down and saw the ruffians dragging her toward a tree whose low-spreading branches were obviously intended to act as a gibbet.

The Hour Of The Dragon Howard, Robert E. 1977

Conan felt slow fury swell his heart as he looked silently down and saw the ruffians dragging her toward a tree whose low-spreading branches were obviously intended to act as a gibbet.

The Hour of the Dragon Howard, Robert E. 1977

Every hillside, every ridge is bare except for stumps and slash: a cemetery of forlorn stumps; low-spreading barricades of rain-rotted, sun-bleached slash.

Another Roadside Attraction Robbins, Tom 1971

I cannoned into trees, I tripped over roots, fell into gullies, had my face whipped time and again by low-spreading branches, but above all I cannoned into those damned trees.

When Eight Bells Toll MacLean, Alistair, 1922-1987 1966

One of these was the low-spreading palace of the Governor; the other that of

The Genius Margaret Horton Potter