Behind it lay a few desolate fields, and then the brown heath-clad summit of the hill; before it (enclosed by stone walls, and entered by an iron gate
, with large balls of grey granite - similar to those which decorated the roof and gables - surmounting the gate-posts) was a garden, - once stocked with such hard plants and flowers as could best brook the soil and climate, and such trees and shrubs as could best endure the gardener's torturing shears, and most readily assume the shapes he chose to give them, - now, having been left so many years untilled and untrimmed, abandoned to the weeds and the grass, to the frost and the wind, the rain and the drought, it presented a very singular appearance indeed.
After following this path some way toward the main road to Paris, they came to another iron gate
which led to the principal facade of the mysterious dwelling.
In front of them, underneath the terrace, was a little iron gate
, held open now by Meekins, who had gone on ahead and dismounted from his bicycle.
While the present century was in its teens, and on one sunshiny morning in June, there drove up to the great iron gate
of Miss Pinkerton's academy for young ladies, on Chiswick Mall, a large family coach, with two fat horses in blazing harness, driven by a fat coachman in a three-cornered hat and wig, at the rate of four miles an hour.
In ten minutes D'Artagnan reached the end of an alley regularly planted with fine poplars and terminating in an iron gate
, the points and crossed bars of which were gilt.
It was entered by a large iron gate
, at which stood the first lodge, and then you trotted along on a smooth road between clumps of large old trees; then another lodge and another gate, which brought you to the house and the gardens.
Father, I firmly do believe - I know - for Death, who comes for me From regions of the blest afar, Where there is nothing to deceive, Hath left his iron gate
ajar, And rays of truth you cannot see Are flashing thro' Eternity -- I do believe that Eblis hath A snare in ev'ry human path - Else how, when in the holy grove I wandered of the idol, Love, Who daily scents his snowy wings With incense of burnt offerings From the most unpolluted things, Whose pleasant bowers are yet so riven Above with trelliced rays from Heaven No mote may shun - no tiniest fly The light'ning of his eagle eye - How was it that Ambition crept, Unseen, amid the revels there, Till growing bold, he laughed and leapt In the tangles of Love's very hair?
In the middle of the meadow stood a huge stone castle, with an iron gate
leading to it, which was wide open.
Come, flame of gas, burning so sullenly above the iron gate
, on which the poisoned air deposits its witch-ointment slimy to the touch
I must go and look through that iron gate
at the same view, without being able to see it so well.
We were shut out that night, and sat at the iron gate
, and walked about till morning.
The appearance of the unconscious Durdles, holding the door open for his companion to follow, as if from the grave, is ghastly enough, with a purple hand across his face, and a yellow splash upon his brow; but he bears the close scrutiny of his companion in an insensible way, although it is prolonged while the latter fumbles among his pockets for a key confided to him that will open an iron gate
, so to enable them to pass to the staircase of the great tower.