Adversary upon adversary, that was all she sang.
Nothing else but adversary she got.
“When will it ever end?” she added to her song of distress.
For all she ever experienced was sigh of hopeless.
“Adversary when will you ever cease?
Will it be the day when I am laid to rest?
Or will you perpetually stay on me to keep me in a mess?”
And so she sang on endlessly as adversary ceased not to give her rest.Archaic