changed from a cup of sweet waters into a cup of salt tears,
and the Oreads came weeping through the woodland that
they might sing to the pool and give it comfort.
And whe they saw that the pool had changed
from a cup of sweet waters into a cup of salt tears, they
loosened the green tresses of their hair and cried top the
pool and said, 'We do not wonder that you should mourn
in this manner for Naricissus, so beautiful was he.'
'But was Narcissus beautiful?' said the pool.
'Who should know that better than you?'
answered the Oreads. 'Us did he ever pass by, but you he
sought for, and would lie on your banks and look down at
you, and in the mirror of your waters he would mirror his own beauty.'
And the pool answered, 'But I loved Narcissus
Because, as he lay on my banks and looked down at me, in
the mirror of his eyes I saw ever my own beauty mirrored.'
Oscar Wilde
Am I beautiful in your eyes?
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