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Now Pitane bare, by Lord Poseidon fathered,

Evadne of the violet hair, men say,

But hid her shame ’neath vesture-folds upgathered,

Till she might send her maidens thence away,

Bidding them bear her babe to Eilatus’ son

Who at Phaisane ruled in hill-girt places

Arcadian, and his lot by Alpheus won.

There was Evadne nurtured: in the embraces

Of Phoebus her love’s story was begun.