stories of love in greek mythology

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Cupid and

Psyche

Cupid and Psyche

How is this story included in Greek Mythology even though

Cupid itself is not a Greek name but a Latin name?

It is because of…

A Latin novel Metamorphoses, also known as The Golden Ass,

written in the 2nd century AD by Apuleius

The truth is…

• Since the rediscovery of Apuleius's novel in the Renaissance, the reception of Cupid and Psyche in the classical tradition has been extensive. The story has been retold in poetry, drama, and opera, and depicted widely in painting, sculpture, and even wallpaper.

• The Romans reinterpreted myths and concepts pertaining to the Greek Eros for Cupid in their own literature and art.

Eros and Psyche appear in Greek as early as the 4th

century BC.

This is the part where you tell me something…

Cupid

Psyche

Aphrodite

4 Tasks

Curiosity

Jealousy

Trust

Hedone

Ambrosia

Zephyr

Delphi

CUPID PSYCHE

• Greek name: Eros• God of Love• Son of

Aphrodite/Venus

• Psyche is a Greek word for soul and butterfly

• Once a mortal princess

• In ancient mosaics, she is pictured with butterfly wings

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Arethusa &

Alpheus

Arethusa

She is a beautiful huntress.

Arethusa

A follower of Goddess Artemis

One day…After an exhaustin

g hunt, she came

to a crystal clear

stream. She

decided to take a

swim.

 Then she felt something beneath her in the water. Frightened, she scampered out of the water, and

heard a voice that seemed to come from the water.

Now terrified, she ran into the forest as fast as she could. The voice of the unknown told

her that he was Alpheus, the god of the river, and that he was only following

because he loved her. 

She ran on, but she could never escape; a river, after all, can run longer than any mortal. Finally, completely exhausted, Arethusa

called out to Artemis.

The goddess answered by changing her into a spring, but

not an ordinary spring. Arethusa plunged down

and emerged near Syracuse, on land sacred to Artemis.

Alpheus, being a river god, turned himself

back into a river, and plunged down the

same channel. Arethusa was not free

of Alpheus. Their waters

mingled.

Even today, you can believe it or not, that Greek flowers are sometimes seen in the Sicilian spring, and if you throw a

wooden cup in the Alpheus river in Greece, it will reappear in Arethusa's

spring in Sicily.

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Daphne

It started with …

Eros Apollo

VS.

Apollo

"What have you to do withwarlike weapons, saucy boy? Leave

them for hands worthy of them.Behold the conquest I have won by

means of them over the vastserpent who stretched his poisonous

body over acres of the plain!Be content with your torch, child,

and kindle up your flames, asyou call them, where you will, but presume not to meddle with my

weapons."

Eros “Your arrows maystrike all things else, Apollo, but mine shall strike you.”

The myth begun….

Who is Daphne?

Naiad Nymph

Daughter of Peneus

Young Huntress

Hates love and marriageWanted to be like Goddess Artemis

I love you Daphne.

At last Apollo saw her…

His heart blaze up and he started to chase her.

Apollo and his words of Love

"Stay," said Apollo, "daughter of Peneus; I am not a foe. Do not fly me as a lamb flies the

wolf, or a dove the hawk. It is for love I pursue you. You make me miserable, for fear you

should fall and hurt yourself on these stones, and I should be the cause. Pray run slower, and

I will follow slower. I am no clown, no rude peasant. Jupiter is my father, and I am lord of

Delphi, and know all things, present and future. I am the god of song and the lyre. My

arrows fly true to the mark; but alas! An arrow more fatal than mine has pierced my heart! I

am the god of medicine, and know the virtues of all healing plants. Alas! I suffer a malady

that no balm can cure!"

But…

Daphne flew on, more

frightened of what she heard.

He asked help from her father.

"Help me, Peneus! Open the earth to enclose me, or

changemy form, which has brought me into this

danger!"

The Laurel

“O fairest of maidens, you are lost to me,” Apollo said.

“But at least you shall be my tree.

With your leaves my victors shall wreathe their brows. You shall have your part in all

my triumphs”.

Apollo and Daphne “The Laurel”

Apollo and his laurel

shall be joined

together forever.

The End

A Storyteller at your service,

Hannah L.

Yangson