The Druid chanted a sleep spell over the girl, and while he left her on the seashore to look for a boat in which to embark for the 'Land of Everliving Women', a wave of the flood tide came and drowned her.
"The Fairy-Faith in Celtic Countries"
W. Y. Evans Wentz
The first draft of the line runs: Which nursed and fed his Everliving woe.
"The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley Volume III"
Percy Bysshe Shelley Edited by Thomas Hutchinson, M. A.
A child it was who first by grace of thine Communed with gods who share with thee their shrine: Elder than thou wast ever now I am, Now that I lay before thee in thanksgiving Praise of dead men divine and Everliving Whose praise is thine as thine is theirs, Charles Lamb.
"The Age of Shakespeare"
Algernon Charles Swinburne