From the book I'm reading right now, The Penelopiad by Margaret Atwood:
"'Greetings, Antinous,' I said to him. 'I wish you'd take that arrow out of your neck.'
'It is the arrow of my love, Penelope of the divine form, fairest and most sagacious of all women,' he replied."
"He gazed at me lugubriously, with eyes like a whipped spaniel's. 'Merciless in life, merciless in death,' he sighed."
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