I felt quite sure, though, that the nymph must be an Oread; because he said that she comes to gather colors from the roses, and that every morning and every evening she uses these colors to tint the highest peaks and crests of her mountainsmaking them so beautiful that mortals would always begin and end each day by looking up at them.
The Rámáyana records his surrender to this temptation, and relates that the nymph was his companion in the hermitage for ten years, but does not allude to the birth of [S']akoontalá during that period.
Nymphs are just baby insects.
She bids them abide by the award of the first nymph they meet at the temple in the morning, and so arranges matters that that nymph shall be Amarillis, whose love for Damon she supposes will move her to appoint Alexis for herself.
As for you, I never saw you look so well; and as for Venetia, I can scarcely believe this rosy nymph could have been our pale-eyed girl, who cost us such anxiety!'
The new-transformed nymph is the daughter of Chronos (time), born, Pallas-like, without a mother.
Aphid “nymphs,” as infants are called in the bug world, are bright red (the adults are pale green) and not much bigger than the dot above the “I” in the word “in.”
The wood nymphs are small brownish butterflies with two eyespots atop each forewing.
Nymphs are only artistic and alluring singlyone nymph on a rock before a gallant prince.
In so far as this view implies that the 'nymphs' of pastoral convention are the same order of beings as those either of the Ninfale or of classical myth, it appears to me utterly erroneous.
This nymph had been an especial favorite of the childhood of Agnes, and she had always had a pleasure which she could not exactly account for in gazing upon it.
But I am not sure that Dosso Dossi's "Nymph and Satyr" on the easel is not the most remarkable achievement here.
Nevertheless, the nymph of the fountain, different in style and execution as it was, was so fair a creature, that it was thought best, after the spirit of those days, to purge her from all heathen and improper histories by baptizing her in the waters of her own fountain, and bestowing on her the name of the saint to whose convent she was devoted.
NOW" "WHITE FACES SEEMED TO RISE AND RIDE ATOP OF THE FOAMING BILLOWS" "OFF TORE THE FISHES, MAD WITH TERROR" "ONE CUTE LITTLE NYMPH OF A GIRL WAS CRAZY TO GET NEAR ME" "I WAS GIVEN MY FIRST RIDE ON LAND" LORD DOLPHIN: HIS STORY * * * * * CHAPTER I. LORD DOLPHIN INTRODUCES HIMSELF Now who ever heard of a fish's sitting up and telling his own story!