Cupid and Psyche

oar of thunders erupted from the throne room. Venus rose from her bed with a st

me back with

o his court," the man said with a deep bow.

judgments by himself. If this trail demanded high attentio

den embroidery and golden circlets. Once she reached the

trance and being a little late suited her heart's intention, but today the air thickened with discomfort. Hardly anyone

t coiled with a funnel storm then lightning struck. Jupiter

!" the herald's cry echo

as one of the proud twins of Latona and Jupiter. Venus's pie

her, but his face remained unfazed by the auth

take out of spite. Now confess your crime and pl

o. "You slew my son with your thunderbolt and I

Ischys. When she was with child, Apollo went on a journey but set a white crow to spy on her. All crows were white then, and were excellent chaperons; they had sharp eyes and jeering voices. It was to Delphi th

o was

and all crows became black ever since. Apollo could not bring himself to kill Coronis for her betrayal. He asked his sister Diana, the goddess o

nt the boy to Mercury who delivered him to Chiron. The centaur, a fabulous tutor o

curing the sick. His fame reached his father Apollo, who decided to test him. One night, the god appeared at

rm and embraced the lad and told him he was pleased with his knowledge. Apollo then sent him to see his aunt Minerva, who knew certain secrets of immortal

need only the first vial for I

. The Dark Queen of the Underworld was enraged. Jupiter worried for the peace of Olympus and the law of nature. He st

rages, battered in the doors of Vulcan's smithy, and there slew al

you a god among us. Now you grow your pride and disrespect me,

This was the most terrible punis

r mother into the throne room. Latona, the gentlest of

llo grieved the loss of his beloved son, and sorrow had blinded him from reasons. Forgive him, my l

that the King of Gods relented. At last, Jupiter heaved a sigh and withdrew th

erself a favorite of Jupiter, but the King had never done so much for her. Her hear

, the Archeress, whose sweetly poisoned arrows infect mortals with

her heart. She was always eager to shoot her arrows, and even more so when her targets were someone power

ed with white dove feathers; these were for love. The others, made of lead, with brown owl feathers; th

daughter of the river god Penaeus. Then, fluttering above them, invisible, she pulled back h

a flaming passion. His heart pounded as his stomach rolled with craving

y. He could not understand it. She fled and the god pursued. Daphne was a very swift runner, bu

e river and cried, "Oh F

er lovely form, but found himself hugging a

god cried. "Why d

s, and they seemed to whisper,

her leaves, laurel leaves, that would never wither -to crown heroes, and poets, and young men who win ga

r wreath of laurel