He sat upon his silver throne,
Alone with his unrest;
When heareth he his daughter's tone,
And sinketh on her breast.

Eros stood deeply moved by their tender embrace. At length the
tottering old man collected himself and bade his guest welcome. He
seized his great horn and blew a mighty blast. The ringing echo
vibrated through the ancient castle. The pointed towers with their
shining balls, and the deep black roofs, trembled.

The castle stood firm, for it had settled upon the mountain from beyond
the deep sea.

Servants were gathering from every quarter; their peculiar forms and
dresses delighted Ginnistan infinitely, and did not frighten the brave
Eros. They first greeted her old acquaintances, and all appeared before
them in new strength, and in all the glory of their natures. The
impetuous spirit of the flood followed the gentle ebb. The old
hurricanes rested upon the beating breast of the hot, passionate
earthquake. The gentle showers looked around for the many-colored bow
which stood so pallid, far from the sun that most attracts it. The rude
thunder resounded through the play of the lightning, behind the
innumerable clouds which stood in a thousand charms, and allured the
fiery youth. The two sisters Morning and Evening were especially
delighted by their arrival. Tears of tenderness were mingled in their
embraces. Indescribable was the appearance of this wonderful court. The
old king could not gaze long enough upon his daughter. She was tenfold
happy in her father's castle, and could not grow weary of looking at
the well known wonders and rarities. Her joy was unspeakable, when the
king gave her the key to the treasure-chamber, and permission to
arrange there a spectacle for Eros, which could entertain him until the
signal for breaking up. The treasure-place was a large garden, the
variety and richness of which surpassed all description. Between the
immense cloud-trees lay innumerable air-castles of surprising
architecture, each succeeding one more costly than the others. Large
herds of little sheep with silver-white, golden, and rose-colored wool,
were wandering about, and the most singular animals enlivened the
grove. Remarkable pictures stood here and there, and the festive
processions, the strange carriages which met the eye on every side,
continually occupied the attention. The beds were filled with
many-colored flowers. The buildings were crowded with eve