Chapter CVIII

Loathly Cominius, if e'er this people's voice should arraign thee,
Hoary with all unclean infamy, worthy to die;
First should a tongue, I doubt not, of old so deadly to goodness,
Fall extruded, of each vulture a hungry regale;
Gouged be the carrion eyes some crow's black maw to replenish, 5
Stomach a dog's fierce teeth harry, a wolf the remains.