Thirst not only parched their palates but began to fever their bowels.

Their dry throats refused to receive the solid food of which there was no lack.

Scenes that could not fail to rouse both ruth and anger were seen and heard on all sides.
Here men and women raved and swore, wailed and moaned, yonder they gave themselves up to dull despair.

Others, whose crying children shrieked for water, had gone to the choked spring and were quarrelling around a little spot on the ground, whence they hoped to collect a few drops of the precious fluid in a shallow dish.

The cattle, too, lowed so mournfully and beseechingly that it pierced the shepherds' hearts like a reproach.
Few took the trouble to pitch a tent.