But in confusion she ever faltered, nor did she keep her eyes resting quietly upon the throng of her handmaids; but to the paths far off she strained her gaze, turning her face aside.

Oft did her heart sink fainting within her bosom whenever she fancied she heard passing by the sound of a footfall or of the wind.

But soon he appeared to her longing eyes, striding along loftily, like Sirius coming from ocean, which rises fair and clear to see, but brings unspeakable mischief to flocks; thus then did Aeson's son come to her, fair to see, but the sight of him brought love-sick care.

Her heart fell from out her bosom, and a dark mist came over her eyes, and a hot blush covered her cheeks.

And she had no strength to lift her knees backwards or forwards, but her feet beneath were rooted to the ground; and meantime all her handmaidens had drawn aside.