All those time, while Ceres had been mourning for the lost of Proserpine, she had fail to care for the little seeds that lay in the brown earth. The outcome was that these little seeds couldn't grow and develop, in this way there was no grain to be ground into flour for bread. The seeds, as well as all developing things missed the care of Mother Ceres.

The grass became brown and shriveled, the trees in the olive orchards dropped their leaves, and the little birds all took off to an inaccessible nation. Indeed, even the sheep that sustained among the watersprings in the valley of Enna developed so thin that it was pathetic to see them. Jupiter saw that without Ceres, the Great Mother, there could be no life on the earth.

In time, all men and animals would pass on for absence of food. He in this way advised Iris to set up her rainbow-bridge in the sky, and to go rapidly down to the dim cave where Ceres mourned for Proserpine, that she may influence the goddess to overlook her sorrow, and backpedal to the fields, where she was so much required.

Iris discovered Ceres sitting in an edge of her cave, among the shadows, wrapped in dim blue draperies that made her practically imperceptible. The happening to Iris illuminated all aspects of the cave and set wonderful colors dancing all over the place, yet it didn't influence Ceres to grin. After this, Jupiter sent the gods, one after another, down to the cave, however none of them could comfort the Earth-mother. Regardless she mourned.

At that point Jupiter sent Mercury down into Pluto's kingdom, to see whether he couldn't induce that dismal king to give Proserpine a chance to come back to her mother. At the point when Mercury advised his errand to King Pluto, Proserpine hopped up from her throne, all enthusiasm to see her mother once more, and Pluto, perceiving how happy she was, couldn't withhold his assent.

So he requested the black horses and the golden chariot conveyed out to take her back, yet before she sprang to the chariot's seat, he shrewdly inquired as to whether she would not eat one of the pomegranates that developed in his garden. Proserpine tasted the natural product, taking only four seeds. At that point the black horses quickly conveyed Mercury and herself into the upper world, and straight to the cave where Ceres sat.

What a change! How rapidly Ceres came up short on the cave, when she heard her little girl's voice! Not any more mourning in shadowy spots for her. Proserpine disclosed to her mother everything, how she had discovered the brilliant narcissus, how the earth had opened, allowing King Pluto's horses to spring out, and how the dull king had grabbed her and diverted her.

"My dear child," Ceres restlessly asked, "have you eaten anything since you have been in the underworld?" Proserpine admitted that she had eaten the four pomegranate seeds. At that, Ceres beat her bosom in despondency, and afterward afresh engaged Jupiter. He said that Proserpine ought to burn through eight months of consistently with her mother, however would need to pass the other four, one for every pomegranate seed, in the underworld with Pluto.

So Ceres backpedaled to her excellent valley of Enna, and to her work in the fields. The little brown seeds that had lain snoozing so since quite a while ago grew up and developed, the fountains sent up their waters, the brown grass on the slopes wound up plainly green, the olive trees and the grape vines put out new leaves, the sheep and the children throve, and skipped about more gayly than any time in recent memory, and all the hosts of little birds returned with the crane of Ceres to lead them.

The eight months with the presence of Proserpine, Ceres spend time again among her peasants, being close to the men while they were sifting the grain, helping the women to heat their bread, and having a care over everything that went on. She remembered the peasant family of Greece, in whose cabin she had been welcome to pass the night, and where she had cured little Triptolemus. She went by this family again and instructed the young Triptolemus how to furrow, to sow, and to procure, similar to the peasants of her own Sicily.

The time came when Proserpine was obliged to backpedal to King Pluto. At that point Ceres went and sat among the shadows in the cave, as she had done some time recently. All nature dozed for some time, yet the peasants had no dread now, for they realized that Proserpine would definitely return, and that the great Earth-mother would then look after her children once more.

Sources:
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