And there, enveloped in a deeper night,
With fiercer fury did the contest rave;—
The blow, the wrench, the pantings of the fight,
The crash of branches and of thickets gave
A dreadful note of every effort made,
Where life sought life within that shuddering shade.
LIV.
The mother sank beside the father, pale
And scared; the children her affright partook;
At times they raised the sympathetic wail;