But when his foe lyes proſtrate on the plain,He ſheaths his paws, uncurls his angry mane;And, pleas'd with bloudleſs honours of the day,Walks over, and diſdains th' inglorious Prey, […]
1687, [John Dryden], “The Third Part”, in The Hind and the Panther. A Poem, in Three Parts, 2nd edition, London: […] Jacob Tonson […], page 88