text:  Even now I can scarcely think of that tremendous pageant of popular fantasy fury and the very passion of crime; or bring to my mind's eye that column which seemed then to be boundless and endless with the glare of its torches the rattle of its drums the grinding of its cannon-wheels as we rushed along the causeway from time to time stopping to fire as a summons to the other districts and as a note of exultation; or the perpetual sullen and deep roar of the populace--without a thrilling sense of perplexity and pain