So he took a bough of fir, thick-set with little twigs, and tied the kill on that.
Nay, he would not be butchered like a bird on a bough, he would fall fighting.
Did you see those two birds fly away from that bough, sudden-like?
The seventh of these hath a bough which shoots over the boundary wall.
They bent down the bough and picked it, and then allowed it to fly up again.
That bough there tires me with its waving and its rising, as if it was alive.
And from tree to tree, and from bough to bough, vine branches hung in confusion.
It appeared that “Flintergill” had been sawing off the bough on which he was standing.
It matters not much what part of the bough the twig growes out of.
A small branch will become a bough, and a bough an arme in bignesse.