BOOK IIanything more than a series of pictures which exlnbit the dew as lovingly reflecting the rays of the sun, who is also loved by the
morning, until at last his fiery rays dry up the last drops which still
lurk in the deep thicket. Hence we have at once the groundwork
of the jealousy of Eos for Prokris, as of Here for 16 or Europe. But
the dew reflects many images of the same sun ; and thus the phrase
ran that Kephalos came back in disguise to Prokris, who, though
faithless to her troth, yet gave her love to her old lover, as Koronis
welcomed in Ischys the reflection of Phoibos Apollon. All that was
needed now was to represent Eos as tempting Kephalos to test the
fidelity of Prokris, and to introduce into the legend some portion of
the machinery of every solar tale. The presents which Eos bestows
on Kephalos to lure Prokris to her ruin are the riches of Ixion, on
which his wife Dia cannot look and live ; and when Prokris awakes
to a sense of her shame, her flight to Crete and her refuge in the
arms of Artemis denote the departure of the dew from the sun-
scorched hills to the cool regions on which the moon looks down.
But Artemis Hekate, like her brother Hekatos, is a being whose rays
have a magic power, and she bestows on Prokris a hound which
never fails to bring down its prey, and the spear which neer misses
its mark. Prokris now appears disguised before the faithless
Kephalos, who has given himself to Eos; but no entreaty can prevail
on her to yield up the gifts of Artemis except in return for his love.
The compact is made, and Prokris stands revealed in all her ancient
loveliness. E6s for the time is baflled ; but Prokris still feels some
fear of her rival's power, and as from a thicket she watches Kephalos
hunting, in other words, chasing the clouds along the blue fields of
heaven, she is smitten by the unerring spear and dies, like the last
drop of dew lingering in the nook where it had hoped to outlive the
day. The same mythical necessity which made Delos, Ortygia, or
Lykia, the birthplace and home of Phoibos and Artemis, localised
the story of Prokris in the land of the dawn-goddess Athene, and then
carried Kephalos away on his westward journey, toiling and suffering,
like Herakles, or Apollon, or Kadmos. He must aid Amphitryon
in hunting the dog which, sent by Poseidon or Dionysos, like the
Marathonian bull, ravaged the plain of Thebes ; he must go against
the Telcboans, the sea-robbers of the Akarnanian coast ; and finally,
wearied out with his toil, he must fall from the Leukadian or glisteii-
its phenomena ; and Prokris is not connexion of Prokris and Prokne with preferred or hunourec!, but throughout the Creek irpd^, a dewdrop, and the slighted and neglected. Hence there is cognate words which with it are referred absolutely no reason for refusing to take to the root prish. into account the apparently obvious
