His Dark Materials, by Philip Pullman
> At the foot of the mile-long slope, there was a stand of the great trees, and nearby a river meandered on the level grassy ground. »
IX. If Poisonous Minerals, and If That Tree
> If poisonous minerals, and if that tree, Whose fruit threw death on (else immortal) us, If lecherous goats, if serpents envious Cannot be damn’d, »
Wise Child, by Monica Furlong
"I know a spell," I told Juniper when my hunger was somewhat appeased. I didn't want her to think she was the »
The Golden Bough, by James Frazer
> When a tree comes to be viewed, no longer as the body of the tree-spirit, but simply as its abode which it can quit at »
Politics and the English Language, by George Orwell
> In our time it is broadly true that political writing is bad writing. Where it is not true, it will generally be found that the »