SCYLLA AND CHARYBDIS. 6i 



With fraudful care he waits the finny prize, 



And sudden hfts it quivering to the skies ; 



So the foul monster Hfts her prey on high, 



So pant the wretches, strugghng in the sky ; 



In the wide dungeon she devours her food, 



And'the flesh trembles while she churns the blood." 



