Here's one of the few fragments of the works of the poetess HEDYLE
Hedyle the daughter of a poetess Moschine had a son who wrote poetry but little remains of their works
From her poem Scylla these lines survive describing Glaucus bearing gifts to Scylla's cave before her transformation into a monster.
“ from the Erythean rock,
or the children of halycon (birds) yet wingless,
to the nymph.....”
ἢ τοὺς ἀλκυόνων παῖδας ἔτ̓ ἀπτερύγους,
τῇ νύμφῃ δύσπιστος ἀθύρματα. …..”