Celestial Cupid, her famed son, advanced
[Holds his dear Psyche], sweet entranced 1005
After her wandering labors long,
Till free consent the gods among
Make her his eternal bride,
And from her fair unspotted side
Two blissful twins are to be born, 1010
Youth and Joy; so Jove hath sworn.
But now my task is smoothly done:
I can fly, or I can run