Echo run sobbing off the mountain and wandered about miserably in the foothills .There, amid his flock of sheep ,she saw a shepherd boy
I LOVE THE RIVER
He was combing his curly hair into ringlets and brushing the grass off his tunic. This was Narcissus, and Narcissus was as beautiful a any god. The shepherdesses could not lay eyes on him without falling in love.
Narcissus was quite used to women falling in love with him . It happened all the time. He knew how handsome he was and that made him very, very vain.
Narcissus fell in love with the face in the water , just as Echo had Fallen in love with him. He longed to kiss his. At last, leaning down towards the shining pool, he kissed the water-and the face reflected there dissolved into ripples
Narcissus reached out and plunged his hand into the water, but only managed to shatter the reflection altogether. So he sat very still and gazed and gazed and gazed
For Narcissus had taken root where he sat. He too had pined away in hopeless love, until all that remained of his body were tissuey petals and a bending stalking