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Pausanias repeatedly attributes the invention of this process to Rhoecus and Theodorus, two Samian artists, who flourished apparently early in the sixth century. This may be substantially correct, but the process is much more likely to have been borrowed from Egypt than invented independently. In producing a bronze statue it is necessary first to make an exact clay model.
Before him he saw a noble oak about to fall. He ran and propped its mossy trunk with great branches that he took from the ground. As he was turning away, he heard a soft voice say, "Rhoecus." There beside the tree stood a beautiful dryad. "I am the spirit of this tree," she said. "As long as it lives, I live. When it falls, I die. You, Rhoecus, have just saved my life.
By this base method the starving father procured food; but not enough for his wants, and at last hunger compelled him to devour his limbs, and he strove to nourish his body by eating his body, till death relieved him from the vengeance of Ceres. The Hamadryads could appreciate services as well as punish injuries. The story of Rhoecus proves this.
Ask what you will and it is yours." Rhoecus gazed at the dryad with wonder and awe. "You are the fairest being I have ever seen. Give me your love," he cried. "You shall have it, Rhoecus," replied the dryad sadly. "Meet me here an hour before the sunset." With a happy heart and a gay step Rhoecus went on his way to the town. He had won a most beautiful bride.
As the poet of eternal hope, his horizons ever lift. He could not have written Browning's "Lost Leader." His characters are all happy in the end; his ships of song all come to blue harbors and happy ports. Poems like Lowell's "Rhoecus," where opportunity is lost forever, find no expression in his muse, but rather the rainbow always that shines in the "Legend Beautiful."
"Rhoecus!" It sounded like the gentle sighing of the wind through the leaves; and while Rhoecus paused bewildered to listen, again he heard the murmur like a soft breeze: "Rhoecus!" And there stood before him, in the green glooms of the shadowy oak, a wonderful maiden.
By this base method the starving father procured food; but not enough for his wants, and at last hunger compelled him to devour his limbs, and he strove to nourish his body by eating his body, till death relieved him from the vengeance of Ceres. The Hamadryads could appreciate services as well as punish injuries. The story of Rhoecus proves this.
She at the same time charged him to be constant and told him that a bee should be her messenger and let him know when she would admit his society. One time the bee came to Rhoecus when he was playing at draughts and he carelessly brushed it away. This so incensed the nymph that she deprived him of sight.
"Beauteous nymph," answered Rhoecus, with a flutter at the heart, "surely nothing will satisfy the craving of my soul save to be with thee forever. Give to me thy love!" "I give it, Rhoecus," answered she with sadness in her voice, "though it be a perilous gift. An hour before sunset meet me here."
Then instantly the blood sank from his heart, as if its very walls had caved in, for he remembered the trysting-hour-now gone by! Without a word he turned and rushed forth madly through the city and the gate, over the fields into the wood. Spent of breath he reached the tree, and, listening fearfully, he heard once more the low voice murmur: "Rhoecus!"
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