" . . . ___ summer dust": Wordsworth

Usage examples of dryas.

Wherefore Dryas thinking with himself that this could not come about without the providence of the Gods, and learning mercy from the Sheep, takes her up into his arms, puts her Monuments into his Scrip, and prayes to the Nymphs he may happily preserve, and bring up, their Suppliant, and Votary.

But Dorco the Herdsman observing when Dryas planted his Scyons near the palmits or spreading branches of the Vines, came to him with certain cheeses, and his wooing and wedding Pipes about him: the Cheeses he presented him withall, as one who had long been his acquaintance and friend, when he himself tended Cattel.

Calf: so that it wanted but a little, that, allured by these Gifts, Dryas did not promise Chloe.

And then presently he sent her away to bring Dryas and Lamo to the Sacrifice, and all things necessary for such a devotion to Pan and to the Nymphs.

But Dryas rising and bidding him strike up a Dionysiac, or Bacchus, fell to dance before them the Epilemion, the dance of the Wine-presse.

All these things he represented so aptly and clearly in his dancing, that they all thought, they verily was before their face, the Vines, the Grapes, the Must, the Butts, and that Dryas did drink indeed.

Daphnis to see her, goes a fowling before Dryas his Cottage, and looks as if he minded not her.

Many and rich Suitors are now about Chloe, and Dryas almost gives his consent.

Before Dryas his Cottage, and indeed under the very Cottage itself, there grew two tall myrtles and an Ivie-bush.

With solemn invocations to Bacchus, Dryas sacrificed a ramme, and a huge fire was built up to rost the meat.

That Summer Chloe had many Suitors, and many came from many places to Dryas to get his good will to have her.

After this passion Daphnis came to himself again, and took courage, thinking he should perswade Dryas in his own behalf, and resolved to put himself among the Wooers, with hope that his desert would say for him, Room for your Betters.

And now Myrtale, who never hoped that Dryas would consent to these things, because there were so many rich Wooers, thought she had finely excused to him, their refusing of the marriage.

Then stretching and stritting along, he bustles in like a Lord upon Dryas, whom he then found with Nape at the threshing-floor, and on a suddain talkt very boldly about the marrying of Chloe: Give me Chloe to my wife.

But Dryas having carefully laid up his purse of Silver in that place where the monuments of Chloe were kept, makes away presently to Lamo and Myrtale, to wooe them for the new Bridegroom.