When Apollo met Cupid thus armed, he began to taunt him. […] Pan was so charmed by the sweet tone, that he fastened some of the hollow reeds together with wax, and thus made a musical pipe, which he named Syrinx, in memory of the vanished nymph.” […] And thus she sat, day after day, and never moved nor spoke. […] While he was thus engaged, he heard a strange cry overhead, and looking up, saw a partridge wheeling its flight above him.