His conversation was so entertaining, and Psyche became so accustomed to his society, that she found it painful to live without it. […] The cottage, too, soon changed its form: it rose in height; its grey front became pure white marble; its little casements turned to polished columns; the green turf before it was altered to a broad pavement, and rich sculpture graced its lofty portico; in short, it became a temple of the gods. […] Philemon became a vigorous oak, and Baucis a shady linden. […] He became the founder of a new city, near Argos, which he called Mycenæ. […] These trees, in the course of years, became the most beautiful and abundant of the sylvan ornaments of the majestic Eridanus.