When the creation was new and all the stars shone in their first splendour, the gods held their assembly in the sky and sang ‘Oh, the picture of perfection! the joy unalloyed!’
 
But one cried of a sudden---‘It seems that somewhere there is a break in the chain of light and one of the stars has been lost.’
 
The golden string of their harp snapped, their song stopped, and t............