"Flee from him," pearl-pale Niam weeping cried, "For all men flee the demons"; but moved not My angry, king remembering soul one jot; There was no mightier soul of Heber's line; Now it is old and mouse-like: for a sign I burst the chain: still earless, nerveless, blind, Wrapped in the things of the unhuman mind, In some dim memory or ancient mood Still earless, nerveless, blind, the eagles stood.
"Poems"
W. B. Yeats
It is incorrect, however, to say with Pope that "earless on high stood unabashed Defoe."
"Daniel Defoe"
William Minto
"I am proud to see you under my poor roof; and such hospitality as I can show-" "Henry Holtspur need not declare these sentiments to William Prynne," said the earless Puritan, interrupting the complimentary speech.
"The White Gauntlet"
Mayne Reid