A Naiad whose fountain in Caria was famed for softening the limbs of men who bathed — she saw the beautiful Hermaphroditus, clung to him in the pool, and prayed the gods to fuse their bodies until neither could be parted.1
Ovid tells how the fountain Salmacis became infamous: the nymph, unlike her sisters who hunted or spun, only bathed and arranged her hair at the glass-clear pool. When Hermaphroditus came, she offered herself; refused, she feigned departure, then sprang on him in the water and clung with arms and legs, praying that no day ever sever them.2
The gods heard her prayer and fused the pair. Hermaphroditus cursed the spring; from that hour, Ovid says, whoever enters Salmacis leaves enervated — a metamorphosis born of desire that would not accept refusal.3
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