Alarmed at this phenomenon, Pan took to flight, and the prince, desolate at the loss of his favourite, made one of his attendants, some say his wife, the confidant of his misfortune, begging her not to betray his trust. […] Loth to betray her husband and a prince, But she must burst or blab, and no pretence Of honour tied her tongue in self defence. […] ‌ Æneas, king of Calydon, neglecting the worship of Diana, the Goddess revenged it by sending into his kingdom a monstrous wild boar; and to rid their country of its ravages, he caused the Greek princes to assemble to the chase. […] Indignant at this crime, the wife of Æneas threw into the flames a brand which bore with it the life of Meleager; a fire immediately spread itself through the vitals of the prince, and he expired in the midst of torments, the most cruel and excruciating, and his mother, stricken with despair at the sight of them, destroyed herself, and the sisters of the unhappy victim were changed into fowls. […] —————— “His hand was known In heaven, by many a towered structure high, Where sceptred angels held their residence, And sate as princes; Nor was his name unheard, or unadored, In ancient Greece; and in Ausonian land Men called him Mulciber; and how he fell From heaven they fabled, thrown by angry Jove Sheer o’er the chrystal battlements: from morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer’s day; and with the setting sun, Dropped from the zenith like a falling star, On Lemnos, the Ægean isle.”