And her limbs became rooted to the ground. Green leaves enfolded
her body. Her beautiful face was concealed by tiny flowers,
violet-colored and sweet with perfume. Thus was she changed into a
flower and her roots held her fast to the ground; but ever she turned
her blossom-covered face toward the sun, following with eager gaze
his daily flight. In vain were her sorrow and tears, for Apollo
regarded her not.