The tangled vines seemed to have particularly long thorns, and hooked besides.

Driven through the palm of each hand, right in the center, was a long black thorn.

Or if there were roses, they had very long thorns.

He pointed to what looked like a long dark thorn stuck in the skin just above the ear.

He could see nothing but stems, vines and very long thorns.

Godive was at his side, kneeling in her shift, holding up a long thorn.

In the process, he scratched himself on one of the long, jagged thorns.

In the next instant a mass of long sharp thorns burst forth through the green leaves.

The first difficulty to be overcome was a thick hedge filled with long thorns.

"The best rose has ever the longest thorns," said he.