ABSTRACT
While Ameto considered, examined, differentiated, and then confirmed the marvelous beauty of the newly arrived nymphs, Teogapen had contented the women, and finished his song. And thanking him Lia said: “May the gods reward you for such a lofty effort, for you have graciously brought a song that is as welcome to our ears as soft somnolence to the weary in green pastures, or clear and cold fountains to the thirsty.” 1
