Francis Turner Palgrave,
The Visions of England
“ Now the basnets of France o’er the palisade frown; The shield-fort is shatter’d; the Dragon is down.O then there was dashing and dinting of axe and of broad-sword and spear: Blood crying out to blood: and Hatred that casteth out fear! Loud where the fight is the loudest, the slaughter-breath hot in the air, O what a cry was that!—the cry of a nation’s despair! —Hew down the best of the land! Down them with mace and with brand! The fell foreign arrow has crash’d to the brain; England with Harold the Englishman slain!Yet they fought on for their England! ”
