Orcus

And I was beautiful, and I had no love, save for the king, Orcus.

Has gone blundering down into Orcus and the shark's belly, in that unutterable manner.

Down with it, man; down with it to Orcus: let the whole accursed edifice sink thither, and tyranny be swallowed up forever!

Orcus itself can scarcely have a blacker portal than that which yawned for us on our way to the upper floor.

If you meet the bloodhounds cry: 'Be off, Orcus and Erebus,' and dash the torch in their eyes, and they will not hurt you.