From John Milton, Lycidas

The hungry Sheep look up, and are not fed,
But swoln with wind, and the rank mist they draw,
Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread:
Besides what the grim Woolf with privy paw
Daily devours apace, and nothing sed,
But that two-handed engine at the door, (Cathcon- a sword requiring two hands)
Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.

The arch-protestant, be anything as long as it is not Catholic, Milton was rather nearer to Catholicism than either he or his readers thought!