The pursuer is the more rapid, however, and gains upon her, and his panting breath blows upon her hair. […] As he strolled on he blew upon his pipes. […] upon them, as we see to this day. […] Let me at least gaze upon you, if I may not touch you.” […] With his last breath he calls upon his aged father, his brother, and his fond sisters, upon his beloved Atalanta, and upon his mother, the unknown cause of his fate.