So raging, to the pigmy dwarf who bore The news, exclaimed the king, "Now hence away!"
Nor horse he waits, nor carriage, nor, before Departing, deigns to his a word to say.
He hurries with such speed, that not with more The lizard darts at noon across the way.
Horse had he none, but be he whose he might, Would make his own the first which came in sight.