XXXIV THE PASTORAL POETS ARTEMIDORUS The pastoral Muses, once scattered, now are all a single flock in a single fold. XXXV ON A RELIEF OF EROS AND ANTEROS AUTHOR UNKNOWN Nemesis fashioned a winged Love contrary to winged Love, warding off bow with bow, that he may be done by as he did; and, bold and fearless before, he sheds tears, having tasted of the bitter arrows, and spits thrice into his low-girt bosom. Ah, most wonderful! one will burn with fire: Love has set Love aflame. XXXVI ON A LOVE BREAKING THE THUNDERBOLT AUTHOR UNKNOWN Lo, how winged Love breaks the winged thunderbolt, showing that he is a fire more potent than fire. XXXVII ON A LOVE PLOUGHING MOSCHUS Laying down his torch and bow, soft Love took the rod of an ox-driver, and wore a wallet over his shoulder; and coupling patient-necked bulls under his yoke, sowed the wheat-bearing furrow of Demeter; and spoke, looking up, to Zeus himself, "Fill thou the corn-lands, lest I put thee, bull of Europa, under my plough." XXXVIII ON A PAN PIPING ARABIUS One might surely have clearly heard Pan piping, so did the sculptor mingle breath with the form; but in despair at the sight of flying, unstaying Echo, he renounced the pipe's unavailing sound. XXXIX ON A STATUE OF THE ARMED VENUS AUTHOR UNKNOWN Pallas said, seeing Cytherea armed, "O Cyprian, wilt thou that we go so to judgment?" and she, laughing softly, "why should I lift a shield in contest? if I conquer when naked, how will it be when I take arms?" XL ON THE CNIDIAN VENUS OF PRAXITELES AUTHOR UNKNOWN The Cyprian said when she saw the Cyprian of Cnidus, "Alas where did Praxiteles see me naked?" XLI ON A SLEEPING ARIADNE AUTHOR UNKNOWN Strangers, touch not the marble Ariadne, lest she even start up on the quest of Theseus. XLII ON A NIOBE BY PRAXITELES AUTHOR UNKNOWN From life the gods made me a stone; and from stone again Praxiteles wrought me into life. XLIII ON A PICTURE OF A FAUN AGATHIAS