Pandora, who prided herself specially on her deft fingers, felt sure she could unfasten it, and, reasoning that it would not be indiscreet to untie it if she did not raise the lid, she set to work. […] it pleaded. […] When completed, Pygmalion gave it the name of Galatea, and, deeming it too beautiful to remain inanimate; he besought Venus to give it life, stating that he wished a wife just like it. […] Mercury, anxious to test it, thrust it between two quarrelling snakes, who immediately wound themselves in amity around it. […] Lachesis, the second, twisted it; and under her fingers it was now strong, now weak.