Pan again sang, and Midas repeated; when, to his surprise, the latter felt, pressing through his hair, a pair of ears, long and shaggy. […] This was effected by the rays of the sun when they fell on it. […] This mysterious girdle which gave beauty, grace, and elegance when worn even by the most deformed, was irresistible when around beauty: it excited love, and kindled even extinguished flames. […] Who has another care when thou hast smiled? […] The Athenians dedicated altars to him when Xerxes invaded Europe.