Oenone  In Greek mythology, Oenone (; Ancient Greek: Οἰνώνη "Oinōnē" means "wine woman") was the first wife of Paris of Troy, whom he abandoned for the Queen Helen of Sparta. In Jean Racine's play "Phèdre", the name Oenone is given to Phaedra's nurse. (Note that Oenone was also the ancient name of an island, which was later named after Aegina, daughter of the river god Asopus.) Oenone was a mountain nymph (an oread) on Mount Ida in Phrygia, a mountain associated with the Mother Goddess Cybele, alternatively Rhea. Her gift of prophecy was learned from Rhea. Her father was either the river-gods, Cebren or Oeneus. Her very name links her to the gift of wine. Paris, son of the king Priam and the queen Hecuba, fell in love with Oenone when he was a shepherd on the slopes of Mount Ida, having been exposed in infancy (owing to a prophecy that he would be the means of the destruction of the city of Troy) but rescued by the herdsman Agelaus. The couple married, and Oenone gave birth to a son, Corythus. When Paris later abandoned her to return to Troy and sail across the Aegean to kidnap Helen, the queen of Sparta, Oenone predicted the Trojan War. Out of revenge for Paris' betrayal, she sent Corythus to guide the Greeks to Troy. Another version has it that she used her son to drive a rift between Paris and Helen, but Paris, not recognizing his own son, killed him. The only extensive surviving narration of Oenone and Paris is Quintus Smyrnaeus, "Posthomerica", book X.259-489, which tells the return of wounded Paris to Oenone. Mortally wounded by Philoctetes' arrow, he begged Oenone to heal him with her herbal arts, but she refused and cast him out with scorn, to return to Helen's bed, and Paris died on the lower slopes of Ida. Then, overcome with remorse, Oenone, the one whole-hearted mourner of Paris, threw herself onto his burning funeral pyre, which the shepherds had raised. A fragment of Bacchylides suggests that she threw herself off a cliff, in "Bibliotheke" it is noted "when she found him dead she hanged herself," and Lycophron imagined her hurtling head first from the towering walls of Troy.