It was one of the finest sights you could see when their fires blazed up at night, and mingled their red glare with the pale light of the moon.
Giuseppe Garibaldi: “It was one of the finest sights you could see when their fires blazed up at night, and mingled their red glare with the…”
Editor's note · Context
Garibaldi vividly describes the visual impact of the insurgent campfires at night, blending their red glare with the pale light of the moon.
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