Anonymous, Battle of Drumclog (1820)
“ By this time, my men had driven the enemy before them, and had left the ground clear for the sing'e combat. As he made a lounge at my breast, I turned his sword aside, by one of those sweeping blows which are rather the dictate of a kind of instinct of self-defence, than a movement of art. As our strokes redoubled, my antagonist's dark features put on a look of deep and settled ferocity. No man who has not encountered the steel of bis enemy, in the field of battle, can conceive the looks and the manner of the warrior, in the moments of intense feelings. ”
