The produce of their love was the Centaur Cheirôn, half-man half-horse. […] Daphne loved the chase, and it alone, indifferent to all other love. […] Fear gave wings to the nymph, love to the god. […] Accordingly he infused into her mind the desire of a union of love with mortal man. […] The moment Aphrodite beheld him she was seized with love.