The hum of either army stilly sounds, That the fixed sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each others watch; Fire answers fire, and through their paly flames Each battle sees the others umbered face; Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs Piercing the nights dull ear, and from the tents The armourers, accomplishing the knights, With busy hammers closing rivets up,1 Give dreadful note of preparation.