Like the sap that turns to nectar, in the velvet of the peach
A long silence followed; the peach, like the grapes, fell to the ground.
Rub the bloom from a peach or from a butterfly--what remains will belong to the kitchen, to natural history!
Peach leaves, fustic, and saffron, all make a good straw or lemon color, according to the strength of the dye.
One hot evening late in August, Toby was reading the newspaper on the stoop and Red Jacket was smoking under a peach tree and I was fiddling.
I know not whether it was to this "Peach War," and the acquisitions of Indian land which may have grown out of it, that we may ascribe the first seeds of the spirit of "annexation" which now began to manifest themselves.