Transfix'd, hath drawn thy father's fate!
O how will Hengist weep to see
The woes that on his line await!
To see my Offa's latest pangs,
As wild in death he bites the shore!
A savage wolf, with bloody fangs,
The lamb's unspotted bosom tore!
Who never knew to give offence,
But to revenge his father's wrong!—
Some abler arm convey him hence,