Tossing with fretful spleen their angry heads,
E’en in the foam of all their madness struck
To monumental ice.
. . . . . . .
Such execution,
So stern, so sudden, wrought the grisly aspect
Of terrible Medusa,
When wandering through the woods she turned to stone
Their savage tenants; just as the foaming Lion
Sprang furious on his prey, her speedier power