I recently read Till We Have Faces. (See J. L. S.'s reflections on it here.) For several days I've been meaning to read the myth of Cupid and Psyche on which it is based. That myth is part of a work by Apuleius called The Golden Ass.
Every time the book came to mind, I would start thinking of the Age of Exploration. Walter Raleigh and Francis Drake would come unbidden into my thoughts. Why, you ask? Well, I wasn't sure myself. But today as I rode the slowest elevator in the world, I suddenly realized that I was playing an unconscious word association game. The missing link was, of course, The Golden Hind.
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