What is another word for faery?

Pronunciation: [fˈe͡əɹi] (IPA)

Faery, also known as fairy, is a mythical creature that has been part of human folklore for centuries. Synonyms for the word 'faery' include elf, sprite, pixie, and leprechaun. These words are often used interchangeably to describe a magical being associated with nature and the supernatural. Some cultures have their own unique names for faeries, like the Si, the Tuatha De Danann in Irish mythology, and the Peri in Persian folklore. While they may have different names and forms, faeries are typically portrayed as mischievous creatures with the power to bring good luck or misfortune. Overall, the word 'faery' and its synonyms evoke a sense of enchantment, whimsy, and the unknown.

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What are the hypernyms for Faery?

A hypernym is a word with a broad meaning that encompasses more specific words called hyponyms.

Usage examples for Faery

His legends and faery tales have connected his soul with the inner lives of air and water and earth, and they in turn have kept his heart sweet with hidden influence.
"The Fairy-Faith in Celtic Countries"
W. Y. Evans Wentz
It was the charming, faery measure which she had danced for me in Miss Liddy's dining-room; and as she had sung to me then, so now, in a sweet piping voice, she sang her incongruous little song:- O Day of wind and laughter, A goddess born are you, Whose eyes are in the morning Blue-blue!
"Friendship Village"
Zona Gale
Shades of Spencer and his faery Queen; the Kron Prins Olaf Coast, anyone?
"Sympathetic Magic"
Paul Cameron Brown

Famous quotes with Faery

  • For he has seen a road by healing waters Hushed into wintry slate against the sand, And spoken there with the wind's elfin daughters, And mingled in their dusty saraband. He has known winds that blow from blossomy closes, Rich with the fruity smell of summertide, And kissed warm faery lips... Now he reposes, While we are not quite certain he has died.
    Donald Davidson (poet)
  • When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean’d my teeming brain, Before high piled books, in charact’ry, Hold like rich garners the full-ripen’d grain; When I behold, upon the night’s starr’d face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance; And when I feel, fair creature of an hour! That I shall never look upon thee more, Never have relish in the faery power Of unreflecting love! — then on the shore Of the wide world I stand alone, and think Till Love and Fame to nothingness do sink.
    John Keats
  • I met a lady in the meads, Full beautiful — a faery's child, Her hair was long, her foot was light, And her eyes were wild.
    John Keats
  • Canst thou not see adown the silver cloudland streaming Rivers of faery light, dewdrop on dewdrop falling, Starfire of silver flames, lighting the dark beneath? And what enraptured hosts burn on the dusky heath! Come thou away with them, for Heaven to Earth is calling.
    George William Russell

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