But have no pity. Hurry and intercept him.
Say it is the nurse—say anything—
But bring him here, the mortal man of herbs,
Between you lest she die.”
The feet of Hermes
Glistened as the staff in his right hand
Touched Gabriel on the nearer wing; then lightly
Touched him again. And so the pair departed.
Before the goddess turned they were a rustle
In the far woods; and Artemis went in