And muttered, “What could more be asked of men?”
And for an instant’s time almost rebelled.
But rose a tear to Morton’s eye, and held
His forehead Nial aching at the sight
Of warriors whom fatigue like death-shot felled.
When saw the men their leaders felt aright,
A hearty cheer they gave, and scaled the fearful height.
XXVIII.
A precipice beneath o’erhung the bridge
Of Yanzi. Hurrying past the French were seen