20Against the Capitol I met a lion,
Who[199] glaz'd[200][201] upon me and went surly[202] by
Without annoying me: and there were drawn
Upon a heap[203] a hundred ghastly women,
Transformed with their fear, who swore they saw
25Men all in fire walk up and down the streets.
And yesterday the bird of night[204] did sit
Even at noon-day upon the market-place,
Hooting[205] and shrieking. When these prodigies