And by this beeswing, Mr. bosky, we guess Uncle Timothy is butler too.
It was now Uncle Timothy's and Mr. bosky's turn to be posed!
They are in the bosky grove and at the frontier pass—wrapped in an impenetrable gloom!
Here they graze on the bosky slopes to the music of babbling brooks.
So he struck into a side–path leading to the deep and bosky covert.
They are in the bosky grove, and at the frontier pass—wrapped in an impenetrable gloom!
The green and bosky scene of battle was strewn with the wounded and the dead.
The corridor adjoining the garden resembles a bosky alley, so completely are the walls hidden by flowering shrubbery.
She is looking down a bosky alle in the direction taken by the hunt.
To saving a bosky old toff from two footpads, and drivin' 'im 'ome (two miles) two-and-a-tanner!