For in brave souls vehemence is not always sapped by reason, nor doth counsel defeat rashness.

Or perchance it was that Hother remembered how the might of the lordliest oft proveth unstable, and how a little clod can batter down great chariots.
On the other side, Balder mustered the Danes to arms and met Hother in the field.

Both sides made a great slaughter; the carnage of the opposing parties was nearly equal, and night stayed the battle.

About the third watch, Hother, unknown to any man, went out to spy upon the enemy, anxiety about the impending peril having banished sleep.

This strong excitement favours not bodily rest, and inward disquiet suffers not outward repose.