Once a noisy Nymph,
(who never held her tongue when others spoke, who never spoke till others had begun)
mocking Echo, spied him as he drove, in his delusive nets, some timid stags.
—For Echo was a Nymph, in olden time,—and, more than vapid sound,
—possessed a form: and she was then deprived the use of speech,
except to babble and repeat the words, once spoken, over and over.

Juno confused her silly tongue, because she often held that glorious goddess with her endless tales,
till many a hapless Nymph, from Jove's embrace, had made escape adown a mountain.
But for this, the goddess might have caught them.Thus the glorious Juno, when she knew her guile;
“𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖙𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖚𝖊, 𝖘𝖔 𝖋𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖑𝖞 𝖜𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉 𝖆𝖙 𝖒𝖞 𝖊𝖝𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖊, 𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝖚𝖘𝖊; 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖛𝖔𝖎𝖈𝖊, 𝖒𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖙𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖚𝖊.”