And quickly Hylas came to the spring which the people who dwell thereabouts call Pegae.

And the dances of the nymphs were just now being held there; for it was the care of all the nymphs that haunted that lovely headland ever to hymn Artemis in songs by night.

All who held the mountain peaks or glens, all they were ranged far off guarding the woods; but one, a water-nymph was just rising from the fair-flowing spring; and the boy she perceived close at hand with the rosy flush of his beauty and sweet grace.

For the full moon beaming from the sky smote him.

And Cypris made her heart faint, and in her confusion she could scarcely gather her spirit back to her.