1) Venus was jealous of Psyche's beauty and commanded her son Cupid to make her undesirable, but he accidentally fell in love with her instead. 2) When no suitors came for Psyche, her family was told she must be sacrificed, so they left her on a mountain. 3) Psyche was taken to a palace by Zephyr and married a hidden lover who was revealed to be Cupid. But when she disobeyed and saw him, he fled.

1. The Story of Cupid and Psyche
Once upon a time there lived a maiden so beautiful that she was thought to be lovelier than even Venus,
Goddess of Love. Venus, out of jealousy, commanded that her son, Cupid, ensure that no man would ever love
her. Cupid went to Psyche, but accidently stuck himself with the tip of one of his arrows, and fell in love with
her. He followed his mother's orders, making it so that no man would look upon her with love, and then he left.
Her family, surprised to find that their daughter was no longer sought by any suitor when before men had
travelled some distance to court her, consulted the oracle of Apollo. The Oracle said that the daughter had
angered the Gods in some way, and must be sacrificed to a monster to appease them. In sorrow, they took their
daughter to the top of a nearby mountain and left her there, to await her fate.
Soon Zephyr, the God of the winds, came along and carried her along to a beautiful palace. A voice addressed
her, though she saw no one, and it instructed her to enjoy the house and grounds around her. At night, when
she retired to bed, she was joined in her bed by a lover, who said he was her husband but that she must never
look upon him. He was gentle, but he was gone by morning.
For some time Psyche lived like this, though she often requested to see her husband's face. He would cover her
in a gentle blanket and refuse to let her see. Finally, one night Psyche kept an oil lamp nearby, and when she
knew her husband to be asleep she lit the lamp. Lying in her bed was the God Cupid, and what she had taken
as a soft blanket was his wings. In her shock, she spilled a drop of hot oil and it dropped onto his shoulder.
Cupid awoke, and was angry with Psyche for breaking his command to not look upon him. He fled, and
abandoned her. She chased after him, but as she could not fly she was soon left behind.
Unable to find her husband again, Psyche went to Venus, his mother, and begged her for help. Venus, who was
still angry at the mortal, refused to help unless Psyche agreed to perform labours to show her devotion. Psyche
agreed and was set about a number of tasks.
She was asked to sort out a storehouse full of grains by their type. Despairing, she asked for aide, and an army
of ants came to help her, sorting the grains out. She was next directed to gather a handful of wool from some
wild and dangerous sheep. Again, she asked for aide, and the briars by the riverside told her to wait, and after
the sheep had drunk, she could gather the wool from their briars that they had pulled out. Venus was not happy
to find that the girl had performed her tasks so well. For a final task,s he gave Pysche a box, and told her to go
to see Proserpine, wife of Hades, God of the underworld, and ask for a little of her beauty.
Pyshce travelled to the underworld and met the Queen of the dead, who gave her a box, commanding her not to
open it. Psyche travelled out of hell again, but onher way, felt that she had worked so hard for so long that she
deserved some reward. She thought to open the box and take a little of the beauty out for her own use.
However, when she opened the box she found instead that what lay inside was a deathly sleep, and she
collapsed on the ground.
By this time Cupid had recovered from his wound, and was sorry he had left Pysche in such a manner. He
sought out to find her, and discovered her laying as if dead. He went to her, brushed away the sleep from her
body, and embraced her again.
While Psyche brought the box to Venus as requested, Cupid went to the Gods and pleaded for their help. After
hearing his tale, the Gods agreed to make Psyche one of their own. She was given a cup of ambrosia to drink,
to make her an immortal, and butterfly wings so that she might fly alongside her husband.
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