of the spray of wheat. Ah they have wrought me heavy and great of limb— she is slender of waist, slight of breast, made of many fashions; they have set her small feet on many a plinth; she they have known, she they have spoken with, she they have smiled upon, she they have caught and flattered with praise and gifts. But useless the flattery of the mighty power they have granted me: for I will not stay in her breast the great of limb, though perfect the shell they have fashioned me, these men! [16]