Occurrunt animo pereundi mille figurae. Figurae pereundi, mortis genera. 'Death presents
himself before me in a thousand shapes.' It is certain, that when a person is in distress, the imagination is very fruitful in multiplying dangers. He is industrious in tormenting himself, and collects in his mind all the images of misery with which he can be assaulted. This is exactly the case of Ariadne. She is left in a desert island, without a friend to protect her; and, as she apprehends, surrounded with wild beasts. We are not to wonder, therefore, that she is alarmed with the foresight of imaginary dangers. Such fear is natural, and what might be expected from her in these circumstances.