Still upon his lyre he played. Tantalus--who, for his crimes, had been condemned to stand up to his neck in water and yet never be able to assuage his thirst--Tantalus heard, and for a while did not strive to put his lips toward the water that ever flowed away from him; Sisyphus--who had been condemned to roll up a hill a stone that ever rolled back Sisyphus heard the music that Orpheus played, and for a while he sat still upon his stone. And even those dread ones who bring to the dead the memories of all their crimes and all their faults, even the Eumenides had their cheeks wet with tears.
In the throng of the newly come dead Orpheus saw Eurydice. She looked upon her husband, but she had not the power to come near him. But slowly she came when Aidoneus called her. Then with joy Orpheus t
