They stole and rent and murdered, dashing out the brains of children with axes of stone.

And, though no voice told me, I knew that I saw man as he was tens of thousands of years ago, when first he marched across the earth.
Yet another picture.

Again I beheld the banks of Sihor; but on them fair cities bloomed like flowers.

In and out their gates went men and women, passing to and fro from wide, well-tilled lands.

But I saw no guards or armies, and no weapons of war.