Her long robe falls to her feet in simple folds, while Peitho holds hers up saucily, between her forefinger and thumb, as if stealthily dancing with triumph over her recent victory.

Indeed the figure of Peitho would become you admirably." "I think I will represent Peitho," said the queen interrupting the Corinthian.

"Hebe is but a bud, an unopened blossom, while I am a mother, and I flatter myself I am something of a philosopher--" "And can with justice assure yourself," interrupted Aristarchus, "that with every charm of youth you also possess the characters attributed to Peitho, the goddess, who can work her spells not only on the heart but on the intellect also.

The maiden bud is as sweet to look upon as the rose, but he who loves not merely color but perfume too--I mean refreshment, emotion and edification of spirit--must turn to the full-blown flower; as the rose--growers of lake Moeris twine only the buds of their favorite flower into wreaths and bunches, but cannot use them for extracting the oil of imperishable fragrance; for that they need the expanded blossom.

Represent Peitho, my Queen! the goddess herself might be proud of such a representative." "And if she were so indeed," cried Cleopatra, "how happy am I to hear such words from the lips of Aristarchus.