midnight
Alroy leaped from his fainting steed , and , mounting the ebon courser of his late enemy , dashed again into the thickest of the fight . The shades of night descended , the clamour gradually decreased , the struggle died away . A few unhappy Moslemin who had quitted their saddles and sought concealment among the ruins , were occasionally hunted out , and brought forward and massacred . Long ere midnight the last of the Seljuks had expired . -LSB- 56 -RSB- The moon shed a broad light upon the street of palaces crowded with the accumulated slain and the living victors . Fires were lit , torches illumined , the conquerors prepared the eager meal as they sang hymns of praise and thanksgiving . A procession approached .