" `When hither he to-day conveyed your crew, The females from the males he severed not;
But, as he took them, in confusion threw All he had captive made, into that grot.
He will scent out their sex; not tremble, you, Lest he the women slay: the others' lot Is fixt; and, of four men or six a-day, Be sure the greedy orc will make his prey.