After a while he goes around looking at the gravestones and sees this man lived to be very old, this lady died young, this one had a family, this one didn't have a family, this one died in an accident. He started to ponder what things are all about. Every once in a while he would sit down and visualize what the princess looked like, so he wouldn't forget why he was there. Days go by. They bring people to the cemetery to bury them and he always watches, hangs around and eats.
Weeks go by.
If it is her physical beauty, that is very nice, but it keeps changing. He realized that the beauty of outer forms is only one phase of beauty. There was nothing else to do in the cemetery but hang around and think and think and think. He was thinking about what beauty is all about, and he realized that beauty comes in so many forms and so many ways, that somewhere there must be the source of beauty. So he kept on thinking.