The myth is one of the many tales inserted in Apuleius’ picaresque novel, Metamorphoses, or The Golden Ass (the only Latin novel that survives whole). We’d read a few pages of C&P weekly as a treat once we’d gone on to Ovid, they were in love with Latin again and the C&P could be put away. Balme’s Latin adaptation of Apuleius’s Cupid and Psyche inspired many to hang on through Caesar’s Gallic Wars (“Just a few more chapters and we’ll read Cupid and Psyche!” I’d say. The Cupid and Psyche myth, a love story that goes awry, was a godsend when I was a Latin teacher. Faces have been their destinies: Psyche’s beauty has won her the hatred of Ungit (Aphrodite) Orual’s ugly brilliance has also won Ungit’s hate. He focuses not on the beautiful Psyche but on her ugly older sister, Orual. In Till We Have Faces, Lewis turns the myth inside out. I admire his gracefully-written, sometimes humorous, fable about the afterlife, The Great Divorce.Įven more gorgeous is his novel Till We Have Faces, a retelling of the Cupid and Psyche myth. Lewis’s Christian Narnia allegories.Īnd so I have come to C. Although I loved the fantasy novels of E.
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