For by their clothes no man could tell,
They stripped were as fast’s they fell.
The plund’ring wives, and savage boy
Did many wounded men destroy;
With durks and skians they fell a sticking,
For which they well deserved a kicking:
Some of the brutish commons too,
I saw them run the wounded thro’!
The brave Monroe his corpse was there,
Among the slain and stripped bare;