And who their mouth, their master-fiend, and who
Rebellion’s oracle? - You, catiff, you!”
He spoke, and standing stretch’d his mighty arm,
And fix’d the Man of Words, as by a charm.
“How raved that railer! Sure some hellish power
Restrain’d my tongue in that delirious hour,
Or I had hurl’d the shame and vengeance due
On him, the guide of that infuriate crew;
But to mine eyes, such dreadful looks appear’d,
Such mingled yell of lying words I heard,