Childe Roland repeatedly speculates on the causes of the violence and devastation he sees--"What made those holes and rents / In the dock's harsh swarth leaves?" (69-70); "what war did they wage [...]?" (129); "What penned them there with all the plain to choose?" (134); "What bad use was that engine for" (140)--and responds with grotesque speculations: "'tis a brute must walk / Pashing their life out, with a brute's intents" (71-72); "Toads in a poisoned tank, / Or wild cats in a red-hot iron cage" (131-32); "Mad brewage set to work / Their brains, no doubt, like galley-slaves the Turk / Pits for his pastime" (136-38); "to sharpen its rusty teeth of steel" (144).
Mark Tallon, 50, of Coogee, said: "Kids are always up there, hanging their legs over, drinking, pashing - it's amazing that 50 people don't fall off a year." (ANI)
Instead, grasping demonstratives--"make me room there"; "look at it loom there"; "There then!"; "have done with his doom there"--cooperate with the trailing ellipses to give the impression of a perspective thrown out of focus by whirling wind and pashing wave.