"Conscience! . . . . . .
Your lank jawed, hungry judge will dine upon 't,
And hang the guiltless rather than eat his mutton cold."—C. Cibber, Richard III.
"The hungry judges soon the sentence sign,
And wretches hang that jurymen may dine."—Pope, Rape of the Lock, iii. 21.
Harry Leroy Temple.
"Death and his brother Sleep." Quoted (from Shelley) with parallel passages from Sir T. Browne, Coleridge, and Byron in "N. & Q.," Vol. iv., p. 435. Add to them the following:
"Care-charmer Sleep, son of the sable Night,
Brother to Death, in silent darkness born."