My friend, I did not tarry to see it lit.

I tore a branch from an oak, and I became as Samson with the jaw bone of the ass.

I fell upon and smote those Philistines.

Their wretched victim was beyond all human help, but I dearly avenged him upon his enemies.

And they had their pains for naught when they planted that second stake and laid the brush for their hell fire.