They thought their own land the best and the fairest in the world; and as they watched the sunsets and the rising of the moon and all the other beautiful things that nature showed them, they were filled with awe and wonder. […] She had a very joyous nature, and when she went hunting in the forests with her companions, as she often did, she was always the leader of the merry party. […] She laughed and sang to the beautiful world about her, and in return all nature seemed to smile on her. […] Her joy in nature was all gone. […] The leaves fall to the ground, as though the trees were weeping for the loss of the fair, young queen; and the flowers hide underground, until the eager step of the maiden, returning to earth, awakens all nature from its winter sleep.