A little ere the mightiest Julius fell,

The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead

Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets.

Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 1.

And then it started like a guilty thing

Upon a fearful summons.

Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 1.

Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air,

The extravagant and erring spirit hies

To his confine.