On the clouds in the background stand little baby sans-culottes and blood-spouting decapitatees; disconcertingly, they are comically drawn, as if Gillray couldn’t sustain the print’s epic ambition.

He was whisked off to the hospital.

Administering Narcan has nothing to do with getting an addict clean and sober. It has everything to do with saving a life in a given emergency.

The eye met a horrid sight. He met his fate.