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.