SCENE V. Ah! this scene is one which is almost too gloriously

dreadful to contemplate. But I can see our noble fleet advancing in two columns to crash through the enemy's battle line. And now the flashing guns, and the white wreathing smoke--the tapering masts, with flags unfurled, towering and swaying high above the battle clouds. But this scene fades momentarily from my view, or rather it resolves itself into another and a sadder.