The gods who mortal beauty chase,
Still in a tree did end their race.
Apollo hunted Daphne so,
Only that she might laurel grow
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Bernini, Apollo and Daphne
a thin bark closed around her gentle bosom,
her hair became as moving leaves;
her arms were changed to waving branches, and
her active feet as clinging roots were fastened to the ground –
her face was hidden with encircling leaves.
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