Or banqueting or reposing,
Like the onset cry of “charge them” rung
From each side as in battle closing,
Where the horses neigh,
And the call to “aid” is echoing loud;
And there on the earth the lowly and proud
In the foes together lie;
And yonder is piled the mangled heap
Of the brave that scaled the trench’s steep.
Barons! your castles in safety place,