The most ingenious of our own race of people would be puzzled to get into operation any works to answer that purpose, naked-handed as those people were, and in their state of ignorance when alone in this country.

But, for whatever combination of reasons - and, to be fair, he'd been blasted in the face by shrapnel, was probably badly concussed, and, indeed, would actually remember nothing from the battle after he'd been hit when he was later debriefed - aside from two destroyers left behind to help Hiei, the rest of the Japanese forces withdrew north just before 0300 in the morning.

I want a whole lot more than the boy next door / I want hell on wheels

And as their valour, so you trow, defied on aspe'rous voyage cruel harm and sore, so many changing skies their manhood tried, such climes where storm-winds blow and billows roar[.]