Once the mass of the defending infantry become possessed of low moral, the battle is as good as lost.
“Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do... but how much love we put in that action.”
“The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.”