Nathaniel Hawthorne,
Tanglewood Tales — The Golden Fleece
(1853)
“ In a moment all the sons of the dragon's teeth appeared to take Jason for an enemy; and crying with one voice, "Guard the Golden Fleece!" they ran at him with uplifted swords and protruded spears. Jason knew that it would be impossible to withstand this blood-thirsty battalion with his single arm, but determined, since there was nothing better to be done, to die as valiantly as if he himself had sprung from a dragon's tooth.Medea, however, bade him snatch up a stone from the ground."Throw it among them quickly!" cried she. "It is the only way to save yourself." ”
