Never would she have guessed such a lavish home existed in these rustic mountains.
Today, we leave this rustic life and move to the city.
The woman led her straight into a small cafeteria with rustic tables and benches, an open fireplace, and a sagging buffet table along one wall.
She placed warm rustic bread, whipped honey butter, and water before her.
He was a polished businessman who would be as disappointed in her rustic lifestyle as she would be with his lavish way of living.
Lunch was at a rustic little seafood place in Rogers called Catfish John's, and afterward she directed him to the War Eagle Mill.
"I know it," she said, recalling the rustic mansion nestled among pine trees next to a lake.
The furniture was worn and rustic with wooden frames and upholstered cushions.
After twenty-five years in the concrete jungle, what could be so difficult about living in the rustic hills of Arkansas?
Only now, can I fully appreciate how rustic that old cabin must have been to you.
Of these, Thetis and Amphitrite rule the sea according to the legend of different localities; Galatea is a Sicilian figure, who plays with and deludes her rustic lover of the shore, Polyphemus.
Thus in La Petite Fadette, by the happy device of making the hemp dresser the narrator, she speaks (to quote Sainte-Beuve) as though she had on her right the unlettered rustic and on her left a member of the Academie, and made herself the interpreter between the two.
As a rustic dialect the language lasted on in North Africa till the 5th century A.D.
The former is represented by the group known as the Scottish Chaucerians, by the 17thcentury Court poets, by the " English " writings of literary Edinburgh of the 18th century; the latter by the domestic and " rustic " muse from Christis Kirk on the Grene to the work of xxl y.
Still the tendency to treat merchet as a distinctive feature of serfdom has to be noted, and we find that the custom spread for this very reason in consequence of the encroachments of powerful lords: in the Hundred Rolls it is applied indiscriminately to the whole rustic population of certain hundreds in a way which can hardly be explained unless by artificial extension.
Cato says, the master of a family (patremfamilias) must have in his rustic villa "cellam oleariam, vinariam, dolia multa, uti lubeat caritatem expectare, et rei, et virtuti, et gloriae erit," that is, "an oil and wine cellar, many casks, so that it may be pleasant to expect hard times; it will be for his advantage, and virtue, and glory."
Boris sketched two trees in the album and wrote: "Rustic trees, your dark branches shed gloom and melancholy upon me."