Phœbus.
And I was never a consistent collector. There are reeds everywhere, you fortunate goat-foot, but even in Olympus I was the creature of a fastidious selection.
Pan.
The current of the thick and punctual blood never left me liable to the distractions of choice.
Phœbus.
I congratulate you, Pan, upon your temperament, and I recommend to you a further pursuit of the attainable.
[Pan makes a profound obeisance and disappears in the woodland. Phœbus watches him depart, and then turns to the moon.]
Phœbus [alone].
His familiarity was not distasteful to me. It reminded me of days out hunting, when I have come suddenly upon him at the edge of the watercourse, and have shared his melons and his conversation. I anticipate for him some not unagreeable experiences. The lower order of divinities will probably adapt themselves with ease to our new conditions. They despaired the most suddenly, with wringing of hands as we raced to the sea, with interminable babblings and low moans and screams, as they clustered on the deck of that