Tiltes, Sentences, and Other Thoughts

The Nag, or How to Madden a Rogue Youth

Thereupon she calls her winged son Cupid, mischievous enough in his own nature, and rouses and provokes him yet more by her complaints.

She annoys Cupid so much with her complaining that he’s pissed at Psyche just because he has to listen to Venus’ whining about being old and unattractive. She probably starts wearing clothes that are too skimpy to try and prove she’s still desirable. And she probably asks Cupid whether or not she looks good in her new outfits, which is the last thing he wants to be asked by his mother. With a groan he’ll reply ‘you look fine’ without even looking.

A Knowledgeable Mother, or How to Lose an Idiot Son

She points out Psyche to him and says, "My dear son, punish that contumacious beauty; give your mother a revenge as sweet as her injuries are great; infuse into the bosom of that haughty girl a passion for some low, mean, unworthy being, so that she may reap a mortification as great as her present exultation and triumph."

This actually happens. She falls in love with Cupid and eventually has to jump through all these hoops that make her miserable and cause her to almost commit suicide. Does Venus foresee this? Does she see Cupid as a low unworthy being? She thinks: “What is the worst punishment I can inflict on Psyche? Horrible deformations of her beautiful face? No. I will give to her my slacker, good for nothing son.” And Cupid falls in love with her for her beauty. And Psyche’s doubt of his love only fades when she sees that he too is beautiful. Then some stuff happens and the two beautiful idiots live happily ever after.

The Green-Eyed Sisters

With this idea, without saying a word of her intentions, each of them rose early the next morning and ascended the mountain, and having reached the top, called upon Zephyr to receive her and bear her to his lord; then leaping up, and not being sustained by Zephyr, fell down the precipice and was dashed to pieces.

They had married princes, which were not enough for them, fore they desired gods and immortality. Sounds like something I’d do; to give up a good thing in search or something better only to end up alone and broken.