there was once lived a king who had three lovely daughters. Though all of the girls were fair, is was the youngest,Psyche who was known throughout the ancient world for her exquisite beauty. so ravishing was she that men traveled from far apart just to gaze her beautiful face. many even said that Venus herself could not compare the loveliness of this young maid. it was not long before these words reached mountain Olympus and the ears of the goddess.
But the youngest, excelled her sisters so greatly that she seemed a goddess Consorting with mere mortals. This is Psyche. Men journeyed to gaze upon her with wonder and adoration They would even say that Venus herself could not equal this mortal. As they thronged to worship her loveliness no one anymore gave thought to Venus herself. Her temples were neglected Her altars foul with cold ashes. So she turned to her son, that beautiful winged youth whom some called Cupid and others Love.