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What have I done? Oh, I am mad still? 'Sign, and be saved! said the soft, sweet voice of the Egyptian. 'Tempter, never! cried Glaucus, in the reaction of rage. 'Thou knowest me not: thou knowest not the haughty soul of an Athenian! The sudden face of death might appal me for a moment, but the fear is over. Dishonour appals for ever!

I dare not trust to mere strangers to guide me; the reputation of women of my rank is easily tarnished and though I care not who knows that I love Glaucus, I would not have it imagined that I obtained his love by a spell. Well, thou must wait. 'But Glaucus is soon to wed that hated Neapolitan. 'Wed! 'Yes; in the early part of next month. 'So soon! Art thou well advised of this?

The sea- gods complimented him on the change of his appearance, and he fancied himself rather a good-looking personage. One day Glaucus saw the beautiful maiden Scylla, the favorite of the water-nymphs, rambling on the shore, and when she had found a sheltered nook, laving her limbs in the clear water.

The principal leaders on the side of the Trojans, besides Hector, were Aeneas and Deiphobus, Glaucus and Sarpedon. After two years of preparation the Greek fleet and army assembled in the port of Aulis in Boeotia.

Around her stood Neptune, Thetis, Proteus, Nereus, Glaucus, Palæmon, and other sea gods and nymphs, who were presenting to her jewels, pearls, gold, and other riches of the sea; and besides this there were some Loves that were shooting arrows, and others that were flying through the air and scattering flowers, and the rest of the field of the picture was all most beautiful palms.

'So you are returned! said she, in a low voice; and then repeated half to herself, 'Glaucus is returned! 'Yes, child, I have not been at Pompeii above a few days. My garden wants your care, as before; you will visit it, I trust, to-morrow. And mind, no garlands at my house shall be woven by any hands but those of the pretty Nydia.

'Come, dearest! said Glaucus, impatiently. 'Thinkest thou that the gods above us or below hear the impotent ravings of dotage? Come! Long and loud rang the echoes of the cavern with the dread laugh of the Saga she deigned no further reply.

While see! Among the clouds, their eldest brother, But just flown up, tells with a smile of bliss, This prank of Pluto to his charmed mother, Who turns to greet the tidings with a kiss." Glaucus was a fisherman. One day he had drawn his nets to land, and had taken a great many fishes of various kinds. So he emptied his net, and proceeded to sort the fishes on the grass.

As he there stood awaiting the coming of those his voice still continued to summons, perhaps some remorse, some compunctious visitings for despite his crimes he was human haunted the breast of the Egyptian; the defenceless state of Glaucus his wandering words his shattered reason, smote him even more than the death of Apaecides, and he said, half audibly, to himself: 'Poor clay! poor human reason; where is the soul now?

Often, standing on the shore at low tide, has one longed to walk on and in under the waves, as the water-ousel does in the pools of the mountain burn, and see it all but for a moment; and a solemn beauty and meaning has invested the old Greek fable of Glaucus the fisherman: how eating of the herb which gave his fish strength to leap back into their native element, he was seized on the spot with a strange longing to follow them under the waves, and became for ever a companion of the fair semi-human forms with which the Hellenic poets peopled their sunny bays and firths, feeding "silent flocks" far below on the green Zostera beds, or basking with them on the sunny ledges in the summer noon, or wandering in the still bays on sultry nights amid the choir of Amphitrite and her sea- nymphs: