So spake the grisly Terror.

Paradise Lost. Book ii. Line 704.

Incens'd with indignation Satan stood

Unterrify'd, and like a comet burn'd

That fires the length of Ophiuchus huge

In th' arctic sky, and from his horrid hair

Shakes pestilence and war.

Paradise Lost. Book ii. Line 707.

Their fatal hands

No second stroke intend.