Bethink thee of my love, and whence it came, my Lady Moon!

Thus I told the true story to my maiden, and said, 'Go, Thestylis,
and find me some remedy for this sore disease. Ah me, the Myndian
possesses me, body and soul! Nay, depart, and watch by the
wrestling-ground of Timagetus, for there is his resort, and there he
loves to loiter.

Bethink thee of my love, and whence it came, my Lady Moon!

'And when thou art sure he is alone, nod to him secretly, and say,
"Simaetha bids thee to come to her," and lead him hither privily.'
So I spoke; and she went and brought the bright-limbed Delphis to my
house. But I, when I beheld him just crossing the threshold of the
door, with his light step, -

Bethink thee of my love, and whence it came, my Lady Moon!

Grew colder all than snow, and the sweat streamed from my brow like
the dank dews, and I had no strength to speak, nay, nor to utter as
much as children murmur in their slumber, calling to their mother
dear: and all my fair body turned stiff as a puppet of wax.

Bethink thee of my love, and whence it came, my Lady Moon!

Then when he had gazed on me, he that knows not love, he fixed his
eyes on the ground, and sat down on my bed, and spake as he sat him
down: 'Truly, Simaetha, thou didst by no more outrun mine own coming
hither, when thou badst me to thy roof, than of late I outran in the