Long, long ago, there lived on this island a goddess named Ceres. […] She named the boy Apollo, and the girl Diana. […] Daedalus had a nephew named Perdix, a very able young boy, who was anxious to learn to do those things which had made his uncle famous. […] Once there lived on this island a great sculptor, named Pygmalion, who spent his days in carving statues from shapeless blocks of marble. […] He named his statue Galatea, for he felt almost as though it were a real woman.