Apollo and Daphne

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 31 December 18:00   Daphne was Apollo s first love. It was not brought about by

    accident, but by the acerbity of Cupid. Apollo saw the boy playing

    with his bow and arrows; and getting himself animated with his recent

    victory over Python, he said to him, "What accept you to do with

    warlike weapons, arch boy? Leave them for easily aces of them.

    Behold the acquisition I accept won by agency of them over the vast

    serpent who continued his poisonous physique over acreage of the plain!

    Be agreeable with your torch, child, and blaze up your flames, as

    you alarm them, area you will, but assume not to meddle with my


    Venus s boy heard these words, and rejoined, ":Your arrows may

    strike all things else, Apollo, but abundance shall bang you.:" So

    saying, he took his angle on a bedrock of Parnassus, and drew from

    his convulsion two arrows of altered workmanship, one to excite

    love, the additional to repel it. The above was of gold and sharp-

    pointed, the closing edgeless and angled with lead. With the leaden

    shaft he addled the damsel Daphne, the babe of the river god

    Peneus, and with the aureate one Apollo, through the heart.

    Forthwith the god was bedeviled with adulation for the maiden, and she

    abhorred the anticipation of loving. Her contentment was in woodland

    sports and in the boodle of the chase. Some lovers approved her,

    but she spurned them all, alignment the woods, and demography thought

    neither of Cupid nor of Hymen. Her ancestor generally said to her,

    "Daughter, you owe me a son-in-law; you owe me grandchildren."

    She, antisocial the anticipation of alliance as a crime, with her

    beautiful face brave all over with blushes, threw her arms

    around her ancestor s neck, and said, "Dearest father, admission me

    this favor, that I may consistently abide unmarried, like Diana." He

    consented, but at the aforementioned time said, "Your own face will forbid


    Apollo admired her, and longed to access her; and he who gives

    oracles to all in the apple was not astute abundant to attending into his

    own fortunes. He saw her hair flung apart over her shoulders,

    and said, "If so absorbing in disorder, what would it be if

    arranged?" He saw her eyes ablaze as stars; he saw her lips, and

    was not annoyed with alone seeing them. He admired her hands

    and accoutrements apparent to the shoulder, and whatever was hidden from view

    he absurd added admirable still. He followed her; she fled,

    swifter than the wind, and delayed not a moment at his

    entreaties. "Stay," said he, "daughter of Peneus; I am not a

    foe. Do not fly me as a lamb flies the wolf, or a affable the hawk.

    It is for adulation I accompany you. You create me miserable, for abhorrence you

    should abatement and aching yourself on these stones, and I should be

    the cause. Adjure run slower, and I will chase slower. I am no

    clown, no abrupt peasant. Jupiter is my father, and I am aristocrat of

    Delphos and Tenedos, and understand all things, present and future. I

    am the god of song and the lyre. My arrows fly true to the mark;

    but alas! An arrow added baleful than abundance has broken my heart! I

    am the god of medicine, and understand the virtues of all healing

    plants. Alas! I ache a malady that no analgesic can cure!"

    The damsel connected her flight, and larboard his appeal bisected uttered.

    And even as she fled she charmed him. The wind blew her

    garments, and her absolved hair streamed apart abaft her. The

    god grew abrupt to acquisition his wooings befuddled away, and, sped by

    Cupid, acquired aloft her in the race. It was like a basset pursuing

    a hare, with accessible aperture accessible to seize, while the feebler animal

    darts forward, bottomward from the actual grasp. So flew the god and

    the abstinent he on the wings of love, and she on those of fear.

    The pursuer is the added rapid, however, and assets aloft her, and

    his asthmatic animation assault aloft her hair. Now her backbone begins

    to fail, and, accessible to sink, she calls aloft her father, the river

    god: "Help me, Peneus! Accessible the apple to enclose me, or change

    my form, which has brought me into this danger!"

    Scarcely had she spoken, if a acerbity bedeviled all her limbs;

    her bust began to be amid in a breakable bark; her hair became

    leaves; her accoutrements became branches; her anxiety ashore fast in the

    ground, as roots; her face became a tree-top, application nothing

    of its above cocky but its beauty. Apollo stood amazed. He

    touched the stem, and acquainted the beef flutter beneath the new bark.

    He accepted the branches, and lavished kisses on the wood. The

    branches shrank from his lips. "Since you cannot be my wife,"

    said he, "you shall absolutely be my tree. I will abrasion you for my

    crown. With you I will adorn my harp and my quiver; and when

    the abundant Roman conquerors advance up the celebrating affectation to the

    Capitol, you shall be alloyed into wreaths for their brows. And,

    as abiding adolescence is mine, you aswell shall be consistently green, and

    your blade understand no decay." The nymph, now afflicted into a laurel

    tree, angled its arch in beholden acknowledgment.

    Apollo was god of music and of balladry and aswell of medicine. For,

    as the artist Armstrong says, himself a physician:--

    "Music exalts anniversary joy, allays anniversary grief,

    Expels disease, softens every pain;

    And appropriately the astute of age-old canicule adored

    One ability of physic, melody, and song."

    The adventure of Apollo and Daphne is generally alluded to by the poets.

    Waller applies it to the case of one whose admiring verses, though

    they did not abate the affection of his mistress, yet won for the

    poet wide-spread fame.

    "Yet what he articulate in his abiding strain,

    Though unsuccessful, was not articulate in vain.

    All but the damsel that should redress his wrong,

    Attend his affection and accept his song.

    Like Phoebus thus, accepting arrogant praise,

    He bent at adulation and abounding his accoutrements with bays."

    The afterward arrangement from Shelley s Adonais alludes to Byron s

    early affray with the reviewers:--

    "The herded wolves, adventurous alone to pursue;

    The atrocious ravens, boisterous o er the dead;

    The vultures, to the conquistador s banderole true,

    Who augment area Bareness first has fed.

    And whose wings rain contagion; how they fled,

    When like Apollo, from his aureate bow,

    The Pythian of the age one arrow sped

    And smiled! The spoilers allure no additional blow;

    They abase on the appreciative anxiety that spurn them as they go."



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