His deadly dart,—and in stern silence viewed
Its poisoned barb, whose short and horrid crook
The jaws of seseks armed,—jaws all imbued
With the keen venom gathered from the fangs
Of such as died by self-inflicted pangs.
XLIX.
Nothing he spake, but with a hideous yell,
Raised his long dart, and, backward as he bent,
From starting eye-balls shot the light of Hell;
At Williams’ breast the vengeful glance was sent,