Time would fail to begin with the first despot and track down the carnage step by step.

Horror covers all the heath, Clouds of carnage blot the sun.

High on the works the mingling hosts engage; The battle, kindled into tenfold rage 150 With showers of bullets and with storms of fire, Burns in full fury; heaps on heaps expire; Nations with nations mixed confus'dly die, And lost in one promiscuous carnage lie.

At last the foe is scattered o'er the plain, And Accad fiercely slays the flying men; When Izdubar beholds the victory won By Accad's grand battalions of the sun, His bugle-call the awful carnage stays, Then loud the cry of victory they raise.

Let Bolshevicks Sweep from the Volga to the Styx; Let internecine carnage vex The gathering hosts of Poles and Czechs, And Jugo-Slavs and Tyrolese Impair the swart Italian's ease Me for Boar's Hill!

Each chief of birth and fame, Of Lowland, Highland, Border, Isle, Foredoomed to Flodden's carnage pile, Was cited there by name; And Marmion, Lord of Fontenaye.

Sharp force no more shall right the wrong, And grind the weak to crown the strong War's carnage-flag is furl'd!