oreads

Soon they came to a region on the slope of the adjacent mountain where the orefauns and oreads were playing chase.

Up In A Heaval Anthony, Piers 2002

"Oh, no; but Arcady, you know, was the abode of sylvan queens -- dryads and oreads and naiads," said the classic Jacques; "and you are like them."

The Youth of Jefferson A Chronicle of College Scrapes at Williamsburg, in Virginia, A.D. 1764 Anonymous

Jurgen reflected that it was probably not the custom of oreads to be rescued from the eudæmonism of satyrs.

Jurgen A Comedy of Justice James Branch Cabell 1918

The wines were good and abundant: there was champagne for the King's health; claret in which to pledge themselves, gay stormers of the mountains; Burgundy for the oreads who were so gracious as to sit beside them, smile upon them, taste of their mortal fare.

Audrey Mary Johnston 1903

The packhorses were again laden, the rangers swung themselves into their saddles, and the gentlemen beneath the sugar-tree rose from the grass, and tendered their farewells to the oreads.

Audrey Mary Johnston 1903

Sooth to say, the oreads were somewhat dazed by the company they were keeping, and found the wine a more potent brew than the liquid crystal of their mountain streams.

Audrey Mary Johnston 1903

The nearest peak of the mountain is weathered, cracked and scarred, and it in are two chimneys that appear accessible only for the oreads who block the way with their smoky clouds.

A Tramp's Notebook Morley Roberts 1899

And, since Tmolus could not leave his home, to him went Pan and Apollo, each with his followers, oreads and dryads, fauns, satyrs, and centaurs.

Old Greek Folk Stories Told Anew Josephine Preston Peabody 1898

He sighs and weeps and calls upon dryads, hamadryads and oreads to pity his consuming passion.

Some Forerunners of Italian Opera 1896

The sheep and goats leave their pasture; and oreads, 'who love to scale the most inaccessible tops of all uprightest rocks,' hurry down from the song of their wind-courting pines; while the dryads bend from the branches of the meeting trees, and the rivers moan for white Procris, 'with many-sobbing streams,'

Intentions Oscar Wilde 1877