Furze was set on fire by the ardent spirit, the bull of battle.
The sloe-thorn, and the furze, and the bramble choked up the rails.
Now, they were all in the gap of the furze bushes, struggling in the shallow stream.
There was one gap in the furze at the mouth of a tributary ghyll.
But I recoiled as I saw that I was standing on a barren common, covered with furze.
Then one man thrust a bundle of furze into the oven and set it alight.
Brought it,” said Mike: “tucked it under a furze bush out on the common.
I think we had better get into the furze, and wait till the storm is over.
For upwards of an hour did we tread our way through the furze, but could find no road.
All of a sudden we heard a rustling in the furze, and then a loud squeal.
