A dying Muslim, 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) ’tis said
To the live leg still clung the severed head.