Hamadryad : Greek nymph of the trees, living & dying with the tree she inhabits.
... them sing, if they'd have sustenance. Oh you will not deceive me, think it not: You are just such a fowler to my guess. MELANDER Dear linnet, did I lime you in my nets, One fine, sweet Hamadryad note would lift The tangle from your wild-rose-petal wings. ALACIEL Ah but when lurking faces flower the bush Wild birds mock expectation with wild wings. MELANDER Nay, dear, you shall ...
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