But the other arrows were blunt and made of dull lead, and, strange to say, they made people hate one another. You will hear, in a moment, what use Cupid made of these curious arrows of his. […] Then he gave a deep sigh, and his breath among the reeds made a soft, murmuring sound, like music. […] With his magic wand, he made the slumber sounder, and then cut off the head with its hundred starry eyes. […] He made beautiful statues and carvings of all kinds, and he was, besides, a most skillful builder.