CIRCE
"(he plucks his lutestrings) When first I saw...
VIRAG
(sloughing his skins, his multitudinous plumage moulting) Rats! (he yawns, showing a coalblack throat, and closes his jaws by an upward push of his parchmentroll) After having said which I took my departure. Farewell. Fare thee well. Dreck!"
(U15.2621)