The sons were woven, Zethus and his twin
Amphion, and all Thebes unlifted yet
Around them lay. They sought but now to set
The stones of her first building. Like one sore
In labour, Zethus on great shoulders bore
A stone-clad mountain’s crest; and there hard by
Amphion went his way with minstrelsy
Clanging a golden lyre, and twice as vast
The dumb rock rose and sought him as he passed.
Sisyphos, ancient king of Corinth, built on the acropolis of Corinth his great palace, the Sisypheion. He is the Corinthian double of Erechtheus with his Erechtheion. Strabo[31] was in doubt whether to call the Sisypheion palace or temple. Like the old Erechtheion, it was both fortress and sanctuary. In Hades for eternal remembrance, not, as men later thought, of his sin, but of his craft as master-builder, Sisyphos[32], like Zethus, like our giant, still rolls a huge stone up the slope. Everywhere it is the same tale. All definite record or remembrance of the building of ‘Cyclopean’ walls is lost; some hero-king built them, some god, some demi-god, some giant. Just so did the devil in ancient days build his Bridges all over England.