open the earth to enclose me, or change my form, which has brought me into this danger!” […] The power of herbs I know as well as any one, for it is to them I owe my change of form. […] The vessel shares all these changes. […] No sooner had he uttered the words than he began to change his form. […] She shrieks, and beats her breast, and hastens to change the garments of rejoicing for those of mourning.