The Green Man of the Wood: Green man, Green man, Why do you flee? I seek to know the answers, Pray come forth to me. Fairy Land in Aliador: The grass is bedded cool and wet on Mid-Summer's eve, the scent is jasmine for me alone on its blanket of green.
Egan, Thomas M.
"The Green Man of the Wood / Fairy Land in Aliador,"
The Mythic Circle: Vol. 1992:
13, Article 10.
Available at: https://dc.swosu.edu/mcircle/vol1992/iss13/10
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