Book IV Bells, Wells, Stones, and Dragons
Gorgons, and hydras, and chimeras dire.
Milton: Paradise Lost.
Then up there raise ane wee wee man
Franethe the moss-gray stane;
His face was wan like the collifloure,
For he nouthir had blude nor bane.
Hogg: The Witch of Fife.
... where he stood,
Of auncient time there was a springing well,
From which fast trickled forth a silver flood,
Full of great vertues, and for med’cine good:...
For unto life the dead it could restore.
Spenser: Faerie Queene.