Haec illa verbosa et satis curiosa avis in auribus Veneris , filii lacerans existimationem , ganniebat : at Venus irata solidum exclamat repente :
" Ergo iam ille bonus filius meus habet amicam aliquam ! Prome agedum , quae sola mihi servis amanter , nomen eius quae puerum ingenuum et investem sollicitavit , sive illa de Nympharum populo seu de Horarum numero seu de Musarum choro vel de mearum Gratiarum ministerio . "
Nec loquax illa conticuit avis , sed ; " Nescio " inquit , " Domina ; puto puellam illum — si probe memini , Psyches nomine dicitur— efflicte cupere . "
This the curious Gul did clatter in the ears of Venus , reprehending her son . But Venus began to cry and sayd , What hath my sonne gotten any Love ? I pray thee gentle bird that doest serve me so faithfully , tell me what she is , and what is her name that hath troubled my son in such sort ? whether shee be any of the Nymphs , of the number of the goddesses , of the company of the Muses , or of the mistery of the Graces ? To whom the bird answered , Madam I know not what shee is , but this I know that she is called Psyches .
what that garrulous , officious bird whispered in Venus’s ear , taking her offspring down several pegs in her estimation . Venus was good and furious , and burst out : ‘So that fine son of mine has a girlfriend ? Come on , spit it out—since you’re the only servant I have who cares about me . Tell me the name of that child molester . My son doesn’t know what’s what—he’s under age ! Maybe she’s in that tribe of nymphs , or that squad of Hours , or maybe the Muses’ choir , or she’s one of my Graces , the household help . ’ " The talkative avian hadn’t said enough yet : ‘I don’t know , mis-tress , but I think it’s a girl called Psyche , if I remember right : they say he’s crazy in love with her .