Content — what is happening
- Flung down on the ground, Psyche watches her husband’s flight as far as her eyes can follow, tormenting her heart with the bitterest of laments.
- But when distance has carried him out of her sight — rowed away on the oarage of his wings — she hurls herself headlong over the brink of a nearby river.
- Yet the gentle stream, out of reverence for the god whose fire can set even water ablaze, and fearing for itself, at once lifts her up on a harmless eddy and lays her down on a grassy bank.