I can stay no longer now, O Ceres, for I must leap into the sunshine. […] It was too late now for repentance. […] But now he tried to speak, and found he could not utter a word. […] But now let us go back to Athens for a while. […] As he drifted along, now rising on the top of a high wave, now sinking into the foaming depths below, he seemed to see before him, on the water, the face of his beloved wife Halcyone.