The sourwood put forth the satin of its tender leaves.
"A Tar-Heel Baron"
Mabell Shippie Clarke Pelton
Throughout the pleasant picnic meal, shared with its group of neighbours, the sight of Andy and Jeff with Cliantha and Pendrilla aggravated a dull pain which dragged always in her heart, and when dinner was over and they had packed the basket once more, and set it in the back of the waggon, she left them, to wander by herself on the farther side of Lost Creek, sitting down finally in the shade of a great sourwood, and looking moodily at the water.
"Judith of the Cumberlands"
Alice MacGowan
Racey Dawson was starting the second verse of "sourwood Mountain" when someone without coughed apologetically.
"The Heart of the Range"
William Patterson White