He had just
used a great number of his wonderful golden
arrows in killing this gigantic serpent.
Feeling very proud of his victory over the
Python, he said, when he saw Cupid at his
play, "Ho! What are such little arrows as
these good for?" Cupid's feelings were very
much hurt at this. He said nothing, but he
took his little arrows and flew to the top
of Mount Parnassus.
There he sat down on the grass and took a
leaden-pointed arrow from his quiver.
Looking all about him for some mark for his
arrow, he saw Daphne walking through a
grove. Daphne was the daughter of Peneus,
the river-god. She was so beautiful that the
sleeping flowers lifted their heads and
burst into full bloom at her coming. Cupid
shot the leaden-pointed arrow straight at
Daphne's heart. Although it did her no other
harm, this little blunt arrow made Daphne
feel afraid, and without knowing what she
was running away from, she began to run.
Then Cupid, who was very naughty, took a
golden-pointed arrow from his quiver, and
with this wounded Apollo. The golden-pointed
arrow had the power to make Apollo love the
first thing he saw. This chanced to be
Daphne, the river-nymph, who came running by
just then, with her golden hair floating out
Apollo called to Daphne that there was
nothing to fear; then, as she would not stop
running, he ran after her. The faster Apollo
followed the faster Daphne ran, and she grew
more and more afraid all the time, for the
little leaden-pointed arrow was sticking in
She ran till she came to the bank of her
father's river, and by this time she was so
tired that she could run no farther. She
called on her father for help. The river-god
heard, and before Apollo could overtake her,
changed her into a tree, a beautiful tree
with glossy evergreen leaves and blossoms as
pink as Daphne's own cheeks.
When Apollo came up with Daphne, there she
stood, on the bank of the river, not a nymph
any longer, but a beautiful tree. Apollo was
broken-hearted, at first, to see how he had
lost Daphne. It was all the fault of the
little golden-pointed arrow. Since this tree
was all that was left of Daphne, Apollo
loved the tree, and said that it should be
planted by the side of his temple. He made
himself a crown from its evergreen leaves,
which he always wore for Daphne's sake. This
tree still grows in Greece, and is called
the Laurel of Apollo.
The Legend and Myth of Apollo and Daphne
The Myth of Apollo and Daphne
The story of Apollo and Daphne is featured in the book
entitled Favorite Greek Myths by Lilian
Stoughton Hyde, published in 1904 by D. C.
Heath and Company.