And now farewell! Involved in shades of night, For ever I am ravished from thy sight. In vain I reach my… — Virgil

But when you hold him in the grasp of hands and fetters, then will manifold forms baffle you, and figures of wild beasts. For of a sudden he will become a bristly boar, a deadly tiger, a scaly serpent, or a lioness with tawny neck; or he will give forth the fierce roar of flame, and thus slip from his fetters, or he will melt into fleeting water and be gone.

And lay down their lives in the wound.

She weeps all night long, ... filling the region round with sad laments.