always sits in the sunshine? O, pray do not
think of going near him. He is a gay, light,
frivolous young fellow, and will only smile in
your face. And besides, there is such a glare of
the sun about him, that he will quite blind my
poor eyes, which I have almost wept away
already."
"You have promised to be my companion,"
answered Ceres. "Come, let us make haste, or
the sunshine will be gone, and Phoebus along
with it."
Accordingly, they went along in quest of
Phoebus, both of them sighing grievously, and
Hecate, to say the truth, making a great deal
worse lamentation than Ceres; for all the pleas-
ure she had, you know, lay in being miserable,
and therefore she made the most of it. By and
oy, after a pretty long journey, they errived at
the sunniest spot in the whole world. Tiiere they
beheld a beautiful young man, with long, curl-
ing ringlets, which seemed to be made of golden
sunbeams; his garments were like light summer
clouds; and the expression of his face was so
exceedingly vivid, that Hecate held her hands
before her eyes, muttering t'lat he ought to wear
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