O, you most shameless desperate ruffian,...

O, you most shameless desperate ruffian, you 

O, villain, villain, arrant vilest villain! 

Who seized our Cerberus by the throat, and fled, 

And ran, and rushed, and bolted, haling of 

The dog, my charge! But now I've got thee fast. 

So close the Styx's inky-hearted rock, 

The blood-bedabbled peak of Acheron 

Shall hem thee in: the hell-hounds of Cocytus 

Prowl round thee; whilst the hundred-headed Asp 

Shall rive thy heart-strings: the Tartesian Lamprey 

Prey on thy lungs: and those Tithrasian Gorgons 

Mangle and tear thy kidneys, mauling them, 

Entrails and all, into one bloody mash. 

I'll speed a running foot to fetch them hither.

Aristophanes, The Frogs