wild brier

Freckles turned to the trail, but he stopped at every wild brier to study the pink satin of the petals.

There was a sort of rugged entrance at its base, over which the wild-brier and honeysuckle had formed a natural arch.

Tangled masses of wild-brier and lichens surrounded its base, and pushed their way in through the open, dismantled doorway.

There was a wild-brier rose there that had been planted by Mrs. Marsden's grandmother.

They were only wild-brier roses; the real roses, as she called them, grew but reluctantly in this Northern air.