So thought the Reverend Arthur Rosebury, as he stood contemplating the flower-beds in front of the quaint old Rectory, whose windows were framed in the opening blossoms of a huge snaky-stemmed wistaria, one of which windows-his own-was wide open, and had been for an hour, while its fellow over the little drawing-room was delicately draped in snowy dimity.
"One Maid's Mischief"
George Manville Fenn
I know there's a great rush of wistaria along the wall as you go up to the Certosa, covering its whole length with bunch upon bunch of flowers-" "Which Certosa?"
"The Pastor's Wife"
Elizabeth von Arnim
One can do a lot-" And there was Bergamo he wanted to show her; she would, he assured her, greatly love Bergamo; and certainly they would go to Pavia if only to see if the wistaria were still in flower.
"The Pastor's Wife"
Elizabeth von Arnim