She read tragedy, comedy, history, philosophy,--anything to drive from her breast her arch enemy, thought.

But if, for example, she turned to Apollonius Rhodius and read-- "Amidst them all, the son of AEson chief Shone forth divinely in his comeliness, And graces of his form.

On him the maid Looked still askance, and gazed him o'er;"[163] [163] Elton, translator.
straightway she herself became Medea, Jason took on the form of Drusus, and she would read no more; "while," as the next line of the learned poet had it, "grief consumed her heart." Only one other recreation was left her.

Artemisia had not been taken away by Phaon, who decided that the girl was quite impotent to thwart his ends.

Cornelia devoted much of her time to teaching the bright little Greek.