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Oh, hi, hello nerds. This is Let's Talk About Myths, baby. And I am your host, the biggest nerd of all, live.

And today I am here with these second half of Book Three of all its metamorphoses.

Last time we heard some of the stories of Cadmus and harmonious children and grandchildren, tragic transformations like Action and really important ones like Semely.

Not to mention just the founding of all the Thebes. But today we have even more of that house of Thebes, the line of Cadmus and Harmonia. Maybe Harmonial will be given a name this time.

We have Echo and Narcissus, and then we have a whole lot of Dionysian goodness called Backus here of course.

And as always, this is a stuffy old translation that obviously uses Roman names because of it was Roman. That's not the translations fault. But all the same, we get to listen to more of this Ovidian goodness.

So we just accept the old timey translation and we Google Roman names if we're confused. It's all worth it in the end because of it.

And today, of it in Dionysus, Backus need I say more good I won't.

This is Ovid's Metamorphoses translated by Brooks Moore book three part two.

Tyresius's fame of prophecy was spread through all the cities of Aeonia for his unhearing answers unto all who listened to his words. And first of those who harkened to his fateful prophecies, a lovely nymph named Leriope came with her dear son who then 15 might seem a man or boy.

He who was born to her upon the green merge of Cephasus stream that mighty river God whom she declared the father of her boy. She questioned him imploring him to tell her if her son unequaled for his beauty whom she called Narcissus might attain a ripe old age to which the blind seer answered in these words.

If he but failed to recognize himself, a long life he may have beneath the sun. So frivolous the prophet's words appeared and yet the event, the manner of his death, the strange delusion of his frenzied love confirmed it.

Three times five years so were passed. Another five years and the lad might seem a young man or boy and many a youth and many a damsel sought to gain his love, but such his mood and spirit and his pride none gained his favor.

Once a noisy nymph who never held her tongue when others spoke who never spoke till others had begun mocking echo, spied him as he drove in his delusive nets, some timid stags.

For echo was a nymph in olden time and more than vapid sound possessed a form and she was then deprived the use of speech except to babble and repeat the words once spoken over and over.

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