Personal Narrative: Cytherea

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Now her father and the people were calling out for the usual foot-race, when Hippomenes, a descendant of Neptune, asked for my aid, as a helper: ‘Cytherea, I beg you to assist my daring, and encourage the fire of love you lit.’ A kindly breeze brought me the flattering prayer, and I confess it stirred me, though there was scant time to give him my help. There is a field, the people there call it the field of Tamasus, the richest earth in the island of Cyprus, which the men of old made sacred to me, and ordered it to be added to my temples, as a gift. A tree gleams in the middle of the field, with rustling golden leaves, and golden branches. I came from there, by chance, I was carrying three golden apples I had picked in my hands, and I approached

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