The land seemed greener too, away from the open sward of scrubland into which they had stepped.

The long deep shadows of the breathless forest chequered the silvery whiteness of open sward and intervening glade.

There they can ride the pony and donkeys over the open sward, and romp and play at gipsying.

A few minutes more, and we reached a broad piece of open sward, which I knew for the top of Hoar Head.

Cutting down from the road, he drove his horse hard across an open sward, and then through brush and into the shadow of the trees.