When Apollo met Cupid thus armed, he began to taunt him. […] So time passed on, until one day, as Orpheus was walking on the mountain, he met a band of dancing women who were singing gay songs as they tripped along. […] Perseus told his mother all that had happened to him, and, above all, how he had met fair Andromeda, which is the story I am going to tell you next. […] One day, when Jupiter had come down to earth, he met Io in the woods and began to talk to her. […] She stood on the shore, waving her hand, until the boat passed out of sight and only the water, with the dazzling sunlight on it, met her tearful gaze.