He could not grasp the full glory of that dazzling flower; he was stupefied, helpless before the blue eyes and dazzling smile.

In mute idolatry he at last lifted his puzzled gaze to the sun and then, extending his great arms upward, uttered a few low, guttural appeals to the King of the sky.
"He thinks we are from the sun," said she, keenly ingenious.
"This fellow really seems quite willing to worship us.

The best we can do for the present is to set ourselves up as idols.

I think I can be a very clever idol with precious little practice.

You can be one without an effort.