Was Sisera then more ripe for the knife or nail
Than rat-soul'd Becker? Do I misread the tale?
I was no stealthy serpent.
(Jael flattered and killed her man as he slept.)
I was a lion, I challenged before I leapt.
Three times I gave clear warning
(Fair-play's good sport), then standing I struck him dead.
Ram-faced lecher, the blood on his own beast head!
Blessed above all women
Shall Jael the wife of Heber the Kenite be.