She smiled, and said ‘Psyche, what dost thou here?’
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Then Psyche told how, having well employ’d
Their means, and done their bidding not amiss,
Looking on him her hand would have destroy’d,
’Twas Eros; whom in love leaning to kiss,
Even as she kisst, a drop of burning oil
Fall’n from the lamp had served her scheme to foil,
Discovering her in vision of her bliss;
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