ABSTRACT
She sees the glorious hair of his golden head dripping with ambrosia, a milky-white neck, and rosy cheeks over which strayed curls of hair becomingly arranged, some suspended in front, some suspended behind, shining with such extreme brilliance that the lamplight itself flickered uncertainly. On the shoulders of the flying god wings sparkle dewy-white with glistening
bloom, and though they are at rest the soft delicate down at their edges quivers and ripples in incessant play.
