A dying Moslem, who had felt the foot

Of a foe o'er him, snatched at it, and bit

The very tendon which is most acute—

(That which some ancient Muse or modern wit

Named after thee, Achilles!) and quite through't

He made the teeth meet, nor relinquished it

Even with his life—for (but they lie) 't is said

To the live leg still clung the severed head.