Seeks to re-sing it back herself to charm,
Seeks still and ever fails,
Missing the key-note which unlocks the music—
...
“They gave me work for torture; work is joy!
Slaves work in chains, and to the clank they sing!
Said Orpheus, ‘Slaves still hope.’
“And could I strain to heave up the huge stone
Did I not hope that it would reach the height?
There penance ends, and dawn Elysian fields,