saw Eros—Eros, godlike and naked, with shining wings!
Round her the viol of joy played its joyous notes, as if all the spheres rejoiced together. In the divine light, the faces of the cherubim began to blossom like winged roses. . . .
She glided swiftly through the air to her father and Eros, and embraced them. She laughed when she saw the flaming Chimera approaching, because she could fly faster than he!
“Come!” cried Eros joyfully. And he wanted to take her to the gate, from whence sunbeams issued like a path of sunny gold: a path along which enraptured souls were going hand in hand. . . .
But the kingly shade stopped them for a moment, when they, Eros and Psyche, intoxicated with love, embraced each other. . . .
“Look!” said the shade. “Look down below. . . .”
They saw the Kingdom of the Past, with their glorified minds, lying visible, deep in the funnel of the spheres. They saw the castle, fallen to ruins, with a single tower still standing.
