Lilied

Nymphs and Shepherds, dance no more / By sandy Ladon's lilied banks;

1906, Percy MacKaye, Jeanne d'Arc, Act III, New York: Macmillan, p. 114, https://archive.org/details/jeannedarcadrama00mack She drives you from the bridge. Her armour!— Now— / Oh, she is blown about and fluttered o'er / By clouds of little golden butterflies, / And where she thrusts her lilied banner through, / She glitters double—in the air and river.

The summer term had been busy and stuffy, and to a Rugby player there were few attractions in punts among lilied backwaters.