Go seek them out; and this thy task, to pull
But one lock for me of their precious wool,
And give it in my hands at eventide:
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‘This do and thou shalt have thy heart’s desire.’
Which said, she fled and left her by the stream:
And Psyche then, with courage still entire
Had plunged therein; but now of great esteem
Her life she rated, while it lent a spell
Wherein she yet might hope to quit her well,