A state of war.

Bombarding cannons, shedding blood, swords slung, and struck and grazed,

A pool of blood, a distant cry, a fire, fierce and blazed.

And calm as I may look, this composed look well deceives,

For I am far from singing souls, far away from peace.

Now 'tis a state of mind, these horrors grasp the pain,

Hostilities, a state of war, consuming all my brain.