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Onbothsides,theresolutionwasequal.Thebraveryexhibitedtherewasalmostbarbarousandwascomplicatedwithasortofheroicferocitywhichbeganbythesacrificeofself.

ThiswastheepochwhenaNationalGuardsmanfoughtlikeaZouave.Thetroopwishedtomakeanendofit,insurrectionwasdesirousoffighting.Theacceptanceofthedeathagonyintheflowerofyouthandintheflushofhealthturnsintrepidityintofrenzy.Inthisfray,eachoneunderwentthebroadeninggrowthofthedeathhour.Thestreetwasstrewnwithcorpses.

ThebarricadehadEnjolrasatoneofitsextremitiesandMariusattheother.Enjolras,whocarriedthewholebarricadeinhishead,reservedandshelteredhimself;

threesoldiersfell,oneaftertheother,underhisembrasure,withouthavingevenseenhim;

Mariusfoughtunprotected.Hemadehimselfatarget.Hestoodwithmorethanhalfhisbodyabovethebreastworks.Thereisnomoreviolentprodigalthantheavariciousmanwhotakesthebitinhisteeth;

thereisnomanmoreterribleinactionthanadreamer.Mariuswasformidableandpensive.Inbattlehewasasinadream.Onewouldhavepronouncedhimaphantomengagedinfiringagun.

Theinsurgents'

cartridgesweregivingout;

butnottheirsarcasms.Inthiswhirlwindofthesepulchreinwhichtheystood,theylaughed.

Courfeyracwasbare-headed.

"

Whathaveyoudonewithyourhat?

Bossuetaskedhim.

Courfeyracreplied:

Theyhavefinallytakenitawayfrommewithcannon-balls."

Ortheyutteredhaughtycomments.

Cananyoneunderstand,"

exclaimedFeuillybitterly,"

thosemen,--[andhecitednames,well-knownnames,evencelebratednames,somebelongingtotheoldarmy]--whohadpromisedtojoinus,andtakenanoathtoaidus,andwhohadpledgedtheirhonortoit,andwhoareourgenerals,andwhoabandonus!

AndCombeferrerestrictedhimselftoreplyingwithagravesmile.

Therearepeoplewhoobservetherulesofhonorasoneobservesthestars,fromagreatdistance."

Theinteriorofthebarricadewassostrewnwithtorncartridgesthatonewouldhavesaidthattherehadbeenasnowstorm.

Theassailantshadnumbersintheirfavor;

theinsurgentshadposition.Theywereatthetopofawall,andtheythunderedpoint-blankuponthesoldierstrippingoverthedeadandwoundedandentangledintheescarpment.Thisbarricade,constructedasitwasandadmirablybuttressed,wasreallyoneofthosesituationswhereahandfulofmenholdalegionincheck.Nevertheless,theattackingcolumn,constantlyrecruitedandenlargedundertheshowerofbullets,drewinexorablynearer,andnow,littlebylittle,stepbystep,butsurely,thearmyclosedinaroundthebarricadeasthevicegraspsthewine-press.

Oneassaultfollowedanother.Thehorrorofthesituationkeptincreasing.

Thenthereburstforthonthatheapofpaving-stones,inthatRuedelaChanvrerie,abattleworthyofawallofTroy.Thesehaggard,ragged,exhaustedmen,whohadhadnothingtoeatforfourandtwentyhours,whohadnotslept,whohadbutafewmoreroundstofire,whowerefumblingintheirpocketswhichhadbeenemptiedofcartridges,nearlyallofwhomwerewounded,withheadorarmbandagedwithblackandblood-stainedlinen,withholesintheirclothesfromwhichthebloodtrickled,andwhowerehardlyarmedwithpoorgunsandnotchedswords,becameTitans.Thebarricadewastentimesattacked,approached,assailed,scaled,andnevercaptured.

Inordertoformanideaofthisstruggle,itisnecessarytoimaginefiresettoathrongofterriblecourages,andthentogazeattheconflagration.Itwasnotacombat,itwastheinteriorofafurnace;

theremouthsbreathedtheflame;

therecountenanceswereextraordinary.Thehumanformseemedimpossiblethere,thecombatantsflamedforththere,anditwasformidabletobeholdthegoingandcominginthatredglowofthosesalamandersofthefray.

Thesuccessiveandsimultaneousscenesofthisgrandslaughterwerenounceallattemptsatdepicting.Theepicalonehastherighttofilltwelvethousandverseswithabattle.

OnewouldhavepronouncedthisthathellofBrahmanism,themostredoubtableoftheseventeenabysses,whichtheVedacallstheForestofSwords.

Theyfoughthandtohand,foottofoot,withpistolshots,withblowsofthesword,withtheirfists,atadistance,closeathand,fromabove,frombelow,fromeverywhere,fromtheroofsofthehouses,fromthewindowsofthewine-shop,fromthecellarwindows,whithersomehadcrawled.Theywereoneagainstsixty.

ThefacadeofCorinthe,halfdemolished,washideous.Thewindow,tattooedwithgrape-shot,hadlostglassandframeandwasnothingnowbutashapelesshole,tumultuouslyblockedwithpaving-stones.

Bossuetwaskilled;

Feuillywaskilled;

Courfeyracwaskilled;

Combeferre,transfixedbythreeblowsfromabayonetinthebreastatthemomentwhenhewasliftingupawoundedsoldier,hadonlytimetocastaglancetoheavenwhenheexpired.

Marius,stillfighting,wassoriddledwithwounds,particularlyinthehead,thathiscountenancedisappearedbeneaththeblood,andonewouldhavesaidthathisfacewascoveredwitharedkerchief.

Enjolrasalonewasnotstruck.Whenhehadnolongeranyweapon,hereachedouthishandstorightandleftandaninsurgentthrustsomearmorotherintohisfist.Allhehadleftwasthestumpsoffourswords;

onemorethanFrancoisI.atMarignan.Homersays:

"

DiomedescutsthethroatofAxylus,sonofTeuthranis,whodweltinhappyArisba;

Euryalus,sonofMecistaeus,exterminatesDresosandOpheltios,Esepius,andthatPedasuswhomthenaiadAbarbareaboretotheblamelessBucolion;

UlyssesoverthrowsPidytesofPercosius;

Antilochus,Ablerus;

Polypaetes,Astyalus;

Polydamas,Otos,ofCyllene;

andTeucer,Aretaon.MeganthiosdiesundertheblowsofEuripylus'

pike.Agamemnon,kingoftheheroes,flingstoearthElatos,bornintherockycitywhichislavedbythesoundingriverSatnois."

Inouroldpoemsofexploits,EsplandianattacksthegiantmarquisSwantiborewithacobbler'

sshoulder-stickoffire,andthelatterdefendshimselfbystoningtheherowithtowerswhichheplucksupbytheroots.OurancientmuralfrescoesshowusthetwoDukesofBretagneandBourbon,armed,emblazonedandcrestedinwar-likeguise,onhorsebackandapproachingeachother,theirbattle-axesinhand,maskedwithiron,glovedwithiron,bootedwithiron,theonecaparisonedinermine,theotherdrapedinazure:

Bretagnewithhislionbetweenthetwohornsofhiscrown,Bourbonhelmetedwithamonsterfleurdelysonhisvisor.But,inordertobesuperb,itisnotnecessarytowear,likeYvon,theducalmorion,tohaveinthefist,likeEsplandian,alivingflame,or,likePhyles,fatherofPolydamas,tohavebroughtbackfromEphyraagoodsuitofmail,apresentfromthekingofmen,Euphetes;

itsufficestogiveone'

slifeforaconvictionoraloyalty.Thisingenuouslittlesoldier,yesterdayapeasantofBauceorLimousin,whoprowlswithhisclasp-knifebyhisside,aroundthechildren'

snursesintheLuxembourggarden,thispaleyoungstudentbentoverapieceofanatomyorabook,ablondyouthwhoshaveshisbeardwithscissors,--takebothofthem,breatheuponthemwithabreathofduty,placethemfacetofaceintheCarrefourBoucheratorintheblindalleyPlanche-Mibray,andlettheonefightforhisflag,andtheotherforhisideal,andletbothofthemimaginethattheyarefightingfortheircountry;

thestrugglewillbecolossal;

andtheshadowwhichthisrawrecruitandthissawbonesinconflictwillproduceinthatgrandepicfieldwherehumanityisstriving,willequaltheshadowcastbyMegaryon,KingofLycia,tiger-filled,crushinginhisembracetheimmensebodyofAjax,equaltothegods.

突然袭击的战鼓敲响了。

飓风式的猛攻。

昨夜在黑暗中，街垒好象被一条蟒蛇悄悄地靠近了。

现在大白天，在敞开的大街上，奇袭肯定是不可能的；

此外，强大的兵力已经暴露。

大炮已开始狂吼，军队向街垒猛冲。

狂怒现在成为巧妙的技能。

一支强大的步兵呈战列纵队，在相当的距离内，平均地安插在国民自卫军和保安警察队之间，并有无数听得到看不见的人作后盾，向大街跑步冲来，他们擂起战鼓，吹着军号，刺刀平端，工兵开路，在枪林弹雨中沉着前进，直抵街垒，象根铜柱那样把重量压在一堵墙上。

这堵墙顶住了。

起义者激烈地开火。

街垒