"Freedom! Equality!"—to blood,

Rush the roused people at the sound!

Through street, hall, palace, roars the flood,

And banded murder closes round!

The hyæna-shapes, that women were!

Jest with the horrors they survey;

They hound—they rend—they mangle there—

As panthers with their prey!

Nought rests to hallow—burst the ties

Of life's sublime and reverent awe;