Ovid, Metamorphoses 10.40-44
The Underworld reacts to Orpheus’ singing.
talia dicentem nervosque ad verba moventem
exsangues flebant animae. nec Tantalus undam
captavit refugam, stupuitque Ixionis orbis,
nec carpsere iecur volucres, urnisque vacarunt
Belides, inque tuo sedisti, Sisyphe, saxo.
As he sang like this and plucked the strings to his words, the bloodless ghosts began weeping. Tantalus stopped snatching at the receding water; Ixion’s wheel came to a standstill; the birds ceased their tearing at [Tityus‘] liver; the Belides were no longer occupied with their water-jars; and you, Sisyphus, took a seat on your rock!