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There seems to be a new interest in the adventures of the gods themselves, apart from their relation to mankind; romantic and even pathetic stories are told about them, implying almost a psychological appreciation of their personality the tale of Demeter's mourning for her daughter Persephone, her wanderings and adventures; of the love of Aphrodite for a mortal; of how Hermes invented the lyre and tricked Apollo about his cattle; of the birth of Apollo and the founding of his worship at Delos and Delphi; of the marvellous birth of Athena from the head of Zeus.

Then Demeter's heart went out to the child and to all who were in the household. He grew in strength and beauty in her charge. And little Demophoon was not nourished as other children are nourished, but even as the gods in their childhood were nourished. Demeter fed him on ambrosia, breathing on him with her divine breath the while.

Along with Demeter came Dionysos and Demeter's daughter Kore: the three were associated in the solemn mysteries of Eleusis, but none of the beauty of these ideas went over into the Roman cult. Demeter was merely the deified grain-traffic, and Dionysos was little else than the god of wine, while poor Kore fell out without any particular content for a curious reason that we shall see in a moment.

The correctness of his belief was instantly proved to him by the address of gray-haired, highly praised Euphranor, who spoke of the Demeter's countenance with warm admiration. And how ardently the poets Theocritus and Zenodotus extolled his work to the skies! Amid so much laudation, one faint word of dissatisfaction vanished like a drop of blood that falls into a clear stream.

I judge that this plan is infallible. Knowest what, Marcus?" "I listen to thee, my wisdom." "Well, in a few days the divine Lygia will partake of Demeter's grain in thy house." "Thou art greater than Cæsar!" exclaimed Vinicius with enthusiasm. IN fact, Petronius kept his promise.

Her hair was Demeter's crown of ripe corn she knew nothing of the lady, but hoped for the best. Her eyes were dark blue lakes in a field of snow this she thought very fine. Her lips were the amorous petals of a rose that needs must kiss each other; kissing, they made a folded flower ah! "La virtù della bocca, Che sana ciò che tocca," sighed the poets.

We think that you look as if you were shelterless and alone, and we should like to tell you that there are many houses in the town where you would be welcomed." Demeter's heart went out to the maidens, because they looked so young and fair and simple and spoke out of such kind hearts. She said to them: "Where can I go, dear children?

The correctness of his belief was instantly proved to him by the address of gray-haired, highly praised Euphranor, who spoke of the Demeter's countenance with warm admiration. And how ardently the poets Theocritus and Zenodotus extolled his work to the skies! Amid so much laudation, one faint word of dissatisfaction vanished like a drop of blood that falls into a clear stream.

Hecate, too, had heard the cry of Persephone; she had sorrow for Demeter's sorrow: she spoke to her as the two stood upon that dark, high hill, and told her that she should go to Helios for tidings to bright Helios, the watcher for the gods, and beg Helios to tell her who it was who had carried off by violence her child Persephone. Demeter came to Helios.

The Greeks knew better when they flung Ariadne's crown among the stars, and wrote Demeter's grief on a barren earth, and Persephone's joy in the fruitful field. For the earth is gathered up in man; he is the whole which is greater than the sum of its parts.