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Then Pygmalion covered his eyes 12

She checked her hounds, and stood beside Endymion 28

Swiftly he turned, and found his wife behind him 38

Thus did Psyche lose her fear, and enter the golden doors 52

She stopped, and picked up the treasure 80

Marpessa sat alone by the fountain 92

They whimpered and begged of him 112

Darkness fell on the eyes of Hyacinthus 132

A grey cold morning found her on the seashore 152

She haunted him like his shadow 176

Freya sat spinning the clouds 228

"Baldur the Beautiful is dead!" 240

A stroke shivered the sword 262

Roland seized once more his horn 282

One touch for each with a magical wand of the Druids 294

A BOOK OF MYTHS

PROMETHEUS AND PANDORA

Those who are interested in watching the mental development of a child
must have noted that when the baby has learned to speak even a little,
it begins to show its growing intelligence by asking questions. "What
is this?" it would seem at first to ask with regard to simple things
that to it are still mysteries. Soon it arrives at the more
far-reaching inquiries--"Why is this so?" "How did this happen?" And
as the child's mental growth continues, the painstaking and
conscientious parent or guardian is many times faced by questions
which lack of knowledge, or a sensitive honesty, prevents him from
answering either with assurance or with ingenuity.

As with the child, so it has ever been with the human race. Man has
always come into the world asking "How?" "Why?" "What?" and so the
Hebrew, the Greek, the Maori, the Australian blackfellow, the
Norseman--in a word, each race of mankind--has formed for itself an
explanation of existence, an answer to the questions of the groping
child-mind--"Who made the world?" "What is God?" "What made a God
think of fire and air and water?" "Why am I, _I_?"

Into the explanation of creation and existence given by the Greeks
come the stories of Prometheus and of Pandora. The world, as first it
was, to the Greeks was such a world as the one of which we read in the
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