Thou scarce may’st realise! ’Tis well for thee:
Ne’er would that sight depart
From gentle mind that had been there to see.
“For maddening terror reigned;
Honour, and manhood, and calm reason fled,
And brutal instincts gained
The mastery; and even shame was dead.
Each one, to save his life
Would give to death the lives of all beside;
Nor cared in that fell strife