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.