The music industry has turned the Cosmo girl into the video vixen and the huntress.
The Unknown God had surely made her as she was, had made her a huntress.
But to her, at last, there came a day when she was no longer the huntress but the hunted.
With a sudden flight, a huntress arrives, carrying her drooping prey.
"There is no ship like a privateer, and no privateer like the huntress," he was saying.
Being high noon by that time, the demands of nature made our huntress think of a mid-day meal.
Beyond them, the lights of the huntress showed where she was getting up sail.
In pictures she was clothed as a huntress, carried a bow and arrows and wore a crescent in her hair.
All this the quick eye of the huntress takes in at a glance, resolving her how to act.
It had a picture in relief, on one side, of Diana the huntress, with her nymphs and baying hounds.