After having Psyche whipped by Worry and Sadness and then mocking her for conceiving a child in a sham marriage, Venus ordered Psyche to sort out a great mass of mixed wheat, barley, poppyseed, chickpeas, and lentils, and that she must do it by dawn. Venus then goes to a wedding feast, and a kind ant brings several other ants to do the work for her. Angry, Venus gives Psyche a crust of bread. Psyche then learns that Cupid is also in the house, suffering from his injury, sustained when Psyche spilled hot oil on him.
Venus then insists that Psyche cross a river and gather golden wool from some violent sheep belonging to the sun. Intending to drown herself, Psyche receives advice form a divinely inspired reed and gathers the wool caught on briers.
The third task Venus gives Psyche is to collect water from the source of the River Styx in a crystal vial. Jupiter, moved by Psyche's plight, sends his own eagle to do the work for her.
Finally, Venus sends Psyche to the Underworld to get some of Porsopina's beauty. Instructed how to go about this task by the tower from which Psyche was going to fling herself, Psyche retrieves the box from Porsopina, and is barely back in the light of day when she opens the box out of curiosity and ends up in a deep Stygian sleep.
However, by this point, Cupid has healed and escaped his mother's house. He flies to Psyche, revives her, puts the sleep back into the box, and flies Psyche to present the box to Venus.
<span>Jupiter then gives his blessing to the marriage, orders Venus to back off, and gives Psyche some ambrosia, allowing Psyche and Cupid to be wed as equals.</span>
I would say this, “Yes, I am surprised by this because that is a very large amount of clothing that is just going to waste and isn’t being used. Throwing out that much clothing is harming the environment, especially when the clothes could go to people in need.”
The Negro Artist and the Racial Mountain” In (1926) was a short essay written by poet Langston Hughes for The Nation magazine. It became the manifesto of the Harlem Renaissance. In it Hughes said that black artists in America should stop copying whites, that they will never create anything great that way. Instead they should be proud of who they are, proud to be black, and draw from black culture. Not “white is right” but, as we would now say, “Black is beautiful”.
