She turned, and at her turning came a fragrant air Of godhead, and her robe grew long; ambrosial hair Flashed, and a rosy brightness on her neck, and all The goddess in her going was revealed. His call Followed his mother vanishing. "Unkind! Thou too? And why so oft deceive me under shapes untrue, Suffering me not to take thee by the hand nor hear Thy voice unfeigned and answer in thy listening ear?