5 collocations for lane

"Meanwhile from street and lane a noisy crowd" Of vagabonds and urchins, shouting loud, Gathered around the poor, bedraggled squealer, Until at length there came a stout Rye peeler; Who forthwith told the belle her cries to cease.

The weaving of the gossamer In secret nooks of wood and lane The gossamer, silk night-robes of the flowers, Fluttered apart by amorous morning hours.

Out of sight for the present, but soon to come into view again, is Golden Cap which may be reached by one of the roundabout lanes going seawards, with a short stiff climb at the last.

A cloud of cinder-dotted smoke, whose billows rise and swell A solemn Sabbath stillness lies along the Mudville lanes A stretch of hill and valley, swathed thick in robes of white Almost every other evenin', jest as reg'lar as the clock "Blessed are the poor in spirit": there, I'll just remember that Climb to my knee, little boy, little boy,

He's used ter me, and he knows, yer see, Down jest which lane ter turn; Fact iswell, yeshe's been, I guess, Quite times enough ter learn; And he knows the hedge by the brook's damp edge, Where the twinklin' fireflies shine,

5 collocations for  lane