1
Then, too, he had heard stories of this bad, white forest god.
2
She was sorry that she had ever seen the forest god.
3
Phoenician forest god whose tears (resin) were collected and sold to the Egyptians.
4
Ah, if the invincible forest god of that dead past were but with them now.
5
Balancing lightly upon a swaying branch he stood, a graceful statue of a forest god, listening intently.
1
Our tyrant is not the satyr or the torturer; but the miser.
2
St. Augustin affirms that he did once see a satyr or daemon.
3
Then she went to visit Pan, the satyr god of the wild.
4
If Mr. D was a stranger to alcohol, I was a satyr.
5
Sleek, soap-scented, slim- asatireon the satyr and the haberdasher's latest dash.
6
These were supported by quaint heads of satyr, martyr, or laughing triton.
7
I wrenched my face from her grasp, and the satyr girls squeaked.
8
And everybody condemned the satyr in terms of the greatest abuse.
9
Had he, indeed, been permitted to see a satyr at home?
10
The loins of a Hercules and the face of a satyr.
11
No way to smuggle them in unless you talked to a satyr, maybe.
12
The third was a picture of Venus leading a satyr by the nose.
13
The savage and the satyr might have beheld, and been awed into reverence.
14
And at Court she came under the eye of that pious satyr Philip.
15
In some lights he was handsome; in others he looked like a satyr.
16
Water flared up around statuary nymphs being chased by a satyr.
