The poem
Orpheus he went, as poets tell, To fetch Eurydice from hell; And had her, but it was upon This short, but strict condition; Backward he should not look, while he Led her through hell's obscurity. But ah! it happen'd, as he made His passage through that dreadful shade, Revolve he did his loving eye, For gentle fear or jealousy; And looking back, that look did sever Him and Eurydice for ever.
very good. amusing and terrifying at the same time. Of course, I know this is not your own idea, Mr. Herrick, but your delivery surpasses the original and I am bound never to forget this ancient tid-bit.