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--- A nymph of the woodlands Echo ran With huntress Dianna With strength of man Beautiful creatures The nymphs were Attracting Zeus, his heart stirred Echo had a downfall In her earthly walk She had the last word When she talked Haughty Hera was Zeus's wife Jealous women will cause strife She went looking for her man But clever Echo had a plan... She drew the goddess to Her verbal web Had the last word to whatever said! A vengeful god her anger licked When she found that she was tricked "You always wanted the last word? Well, my dear, you WILL BE HEARD. *But evermore you'll have a lack You'll not start conversing... YOU'LL ANSWER BACK !!!"* Poor Echo wandered woodlands fair In depression and despair She was deep in love you see With Narcissus, his great beauty But she could never talk to him So she was treated like the wind Echo with her broken heart In hills and caves began to haunt 'Til she simply faded away These places she still haunts today. As rock and stone she became Call her, SHE WILL SAY HER NAME. SoulSurvivor (C) 7/28/2015
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Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 11:00 PM UTC
The Story of Echo
--- A nymph of the woodlands Echo ran With huntress Dianna With strength of man Beautiful creatures The nymphs were Attracting Zeus, his heart stirred Echo had a downfall In her earthly walk She had the last word When she talked Haughty Hera was Zeus's wife Jealous women will cause strife She went looking for her man But clever Echo had a plan... She drew the goddess to Her verbal web Had the last word to whatever said! A vengeful god her anger licked When she found that she was tricked "You always wanted the last word? Well, my dear, you WILL BE HEARD. *But evermore you'll have a lack You'll not start conversing... YOU'LL ANSWER BACK !!!"* Poor Echo wandered woodlands fair In depression and despair She was deep in love you see With Narcissus, his great beauty But she could never talk to him So she was treated like the wind Echo with her broken heart In hills and caves began to haunt 'Til she simply faded away These places she still haunts today. As rock and stone she became Call her, SHE WILL SAY HER NAME. SoulSurvivor (C) 7/28/2015
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Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 11:00 PM UTC
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