mythology meme - one of six nymphs/muses: echo
Echo was a nymph whose power of speech was curtailed by Hera, so that she merely repeated the concluding phrases of a speech and returned the words she heard. Hera did this because Echo, holding the goddess in long talk, prevented her to catch the nymphs who had been in company with her husband.
She was educated by the nymphs, and taught to play music by the muses. In the original Greek myths, Echo fled from all males, whether men or gods, because she loved virginity. Seeing that, Pan took occasion to be angry at her, and to envy her music because he could not come at her beauty. Therefore he turned mad the shepherds and goatherds, and they, like dogs and wolves, tore her to pieces, and flung them about them all over the earth. Gaia then buried these pieces, preserving their musical property. And by a decree of the muses they breathe out a voice, imitating all things.
In Ovid’s version of her story Echo fell in love with Narcissus, who spurned her love, and so she, because of her grief, faded away with the exception of her voice. Echo, they say, disappeared from woods and mountains so completely that not even her bones remained, which were turned into stone. The others nymphs grieved Narcissus but, while preparing his funeral pyre, they could not find his body. In its place they found the flower, which still today bears his name.
What do you hear Lydia?
I can hear them.
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