"You are an oread," he mumbled, "you still pine for your lost Narcissus till nothing is left of you but a voice-a voice which echoes him, echoes Ambroise Patel."
"Melomaniacs"
James Huneker
See, his beloved dogs are gathering round- 15 The oread nymphs are weeping-Aphrodite With hair unbound is wandering through the woods, 'Wildered, ungirt, unsandalled-the thorns pierce Her hastening feet and drink her sacred blood.
"The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley Volume III"
Percy Bysshe Shelley Edited by Thomas Hutchinson, M. A.
The anchorite Gelasius saw from afar the figure of the girl flying up the mountain in the moonlight, and her shadow flitting from stone to stone, and he threw himself on the ground, and signed a cross on his brow, for he thought he saw a goblin-form, one of the myriad gods of the heathen-an oread pursued by a Satyr.
"The Complete Historical Romances of Georg Ebers"
Georg Ebers