The Story of Cupid and Psyche as Related by ApuleiusG. Bell, 1910 - 155 pages |
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alliteration alter Apol Apuleius Asianic atque Bährens Carm Carthage Cicero compares Cupid and Psyche eius emendation enim Ennius etiam Favorinus Flor Fulgentius genitive Glosses Greek haec Helm Hildebrand illa init inquit Iouis ipsa Jahn Latin Lucian Lucius of Corinth Lütjohann Madaura manu maritus marriage meae means Metamorphoses mihi Milesiae Milesian tales Norden novel nunc nuptias Oudendorp Ovid Ovos passage Philostratus Plaut Plautus Plin Pontianus Priscian probably proconsul prorsus Proserpinae Psychen Pudentilla puella quae quam quid quidem quod quoque quoted reference rhetorician Rohde Roman Rome says seems sense sibi statim story style sunt suppose Tacitus tale tamen Tertullian tibi Tulisa tunc uero Varro Venerem Veneris Venus verb Verg Vliet word writers δὲ καὶ τὴν τὸ τῶν
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Page lii - If to do were as easy as to know what were^ good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions: I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
Page i - Olympus' faded hierarchy! Fairer than Phoebe's sapphire-regioned star, Or Vesper, amorous glow-worm of the sky; Fairer than these, though temple thou hast none, Nor altar heaped with flowers; Nor virgin-choir to make delicious moan Upon the midnight hours; No voice, no lute, no pipe, no incense sweet From chain-swung censer teeming; No shrine, no grove, no oracle, no heat Of pale-mouthed prophet dreaming.
Page li - Although hitherto, Euphues, I have shrined thee in my heart for a trusty friend, I will shun thee hereafter as a trothless foe; and although I cannot see in thee less wit than I was wont, yet do I find less honesty. I perceive at the last, although (being deceived) it be too late, that musk...
Page li - I perceive at the last (although being deceived it be too late) that musk although it be sweet in the smell, is sour in the smack, that the leaf of the cedar tree though it be fair to be seen, yet the syrup depriveth sight, that friendship though it be plighted by shaking the hand, yet it is shaken off by fraud of the heart. But thou hast not much to boast of, for as thou hast won a fickle lady, so hast thou lost a faithful friend. How canst thou be secure of her constancy when thou hast had such...
Page lxxiii - He lifts her mildly, and, with vesture afloat on either side, bears her by his own soft breathing over the windings of the hills, and sets her lightly among the flowers in the bosom of a valley below. Psyche, in those delicate grassy places, lying sweetly on her dewy bed, rested from the agitation of her soul and arose in peace. And lo! a grove of mighty trees, with a fount of water, clear as glass, in the midst...
Page lxxix - ... iamque aderat ignobilis maritus, et torum inscenderat, et uxorem sibi Psychen fecerat, et ante lucis exortum propere discesserat. statim uoces cubiculo praestolatae nouam nuptam interго fectae uirginitatis curant. haec diutino tempore sic agebantur.
Page ci - At vero Psyche tanto aspectu deterrita et impos animi, marcido pallore defecta tremensque desedit in imos poplites et ferrum quaerit abs- 10 condere, sed in suo pectore; quod profecto fecisset, nisi ferrum timore tanti flagitii manibus temerariis delapsum evolasset.
Page xxxi - I may boldly say it, because I have seen it, that The Palace of Pleasure, The Golden Ass, the Ethiopian History, Amadis of France, and The Round Table, bawdy comedies in Latin, French, Italian, and Spanish, have been thoroughly ransacked, to furnish the play-houses in London.
Page xxvi - Yajurveda the story is continued to the effect that Pururavas sought her long after and finally, arriving at a lake where she and her fairy friends were playing in the shape of birds, Urvasi revealed herself to him and said : " Come to me the last night of the year and then shalt thou be with me for one night. . ." He went and, as he wished with all his heart to abide in that region of the fairies, they introduced him to the mysteries of a sacred fire, which gave him endless life.1 Now...
Page lxxi - Proud Maisie is in the wood, Walking so early; Sweet Robin sits on the bush, Singing so rarely. Tell me, thou bonny bird, When shall I marry me?' 'When six braw gentlemen Kirkward shall carry ye.