76 Nature Myths and Stories.

covered her body and her beautiful hair became the
leaves of the laurel tree.

Apollo sadly gathered some of the leaves and
wove them into a wreath. He laid his hand upon
the tree and said, “I would have made you happy,
but you would not listen to me.

“At least you shall be my tree. Your leaves shall
be ever green, and heroes shall be crowned with
them in sign of victory.”

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