pale birch-girls were tossing their heads , willowwomen pushed back their hair from their brooding faces to gaze on aslan , the queenly beeches stood still and adored him , shaggy oak-men , lean and melancholy elms , shockheaded hollies ( dark themselves , but their wives all bright with berries ) and gay rowans , all bowed and rose again , shouting , `` aslan , aslan ! ''