Nor bulwark, stone, nor arbalest, nor bow, Nor what upon the paynim smote beside, Sufficed to arrest the sanguinary foe;
Who broke and hewed, and shook that portal wide, And in his fury let such day-light through, 'Twas easy to espy -- and might be spied-- In visages o'ercast in death-like sort, That full of people was the palace court.