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There was mourning in Patamba; the north wind Blew o9er the lake, and drifted to the shore The floating wreck and bodies of the dead. Then on the shore the mother might be seen, Seeking her child; the father to the tomb, With limbs too weak for that unhappy weight, Bearing the bloated body of his son; The wife, who, in expectant agony, Watched the black carcase on the coming wave. On every brow terror was legible; Anguish in every eye. There was not one, Who, in the general ruin, did not share Peculiar grief, and, in his country9s loss, Lament some dear one dead.
The hot sunbeam, in her streets, PaTched the blood pools! the slain were heaped in hills; The victors, stretched in every little shade, With unhelmed heads, reclining on their shields, Slept the deep sleep of weariness. Ere long, To needful labour rising, from the gates They drag the dead, and, with united toil, They dig upon the plain the general grave. The grave of thousands, deep and wide and long. Ten such they delved, and o9er the multitudes, Who levelled with the plain the deep-dug pits, Ten monumental hills they heaped on high.
Where9er they pass, the crashing shock is heard, The dash of broken waters, and the cry Of sinking multitudes. Here one plies fast The practised limbs of youth, but o9er his head The galley drives; one follows a canoe, With skill availing only to prolong Suffering; another, as, with wiser aim, He swims across, to meet his coming friends, Stunned by the hasty and unheeding oar, Sinks senseless to the depths. Lo! yonder boat, Graspt by the thronging stragglers ; its light length Yields to the overbearing weight, and all Share the same ruin.