With gaping mouth. Spenser.
Madame scolded one day so long, She sudden lost all use of tongue. The doctor came—with hem and haw, Pronounced the affection a lock’d jaw. ————
Let firm, well-hammered soles protect thy feet Through freezing snows, and rains, and soaking sleet. Should the big last extend the shoe too wide, Each stone will wrench the unwary step aside; The sudden turn may stretch the swelling vein, The cracking joint unhinge, or ankle sprain; And when too short the modish shoes are worn, You’ll judge the seasons by your shooting corn Gay.
Leeches stick, nor quit the bleeding wound, Till off they drop with skinfuls to the ground. Swift.
Think of the thunderer’s falling down below Carotid-artery-cutting Castlereagh! Alas! that glory should be chill’d by snow! Byron—Don Juan, Canto X., Verse LIX.
The surgeon had his instruments and bled Pedrillo, and so gently ebb’d his breath, You hardly could perceive when he was dead.
And first a little crucifix he kissed, And then held out his jugular and wrist. Byron—Don Juan, Canto II., Verse LXXVI.