Bolding: The War III – Battles Scenes I

Of all objects of horror one would think the battlefield should stand pre-eminent, that it should bear the palm of repulsiveness.
But on the contrary, there is a terrible fascination about it that draws one near these pictures.
It seems somewhat singular that the same sun that looked down on the face of the slain, blistering them, blotting out from the bodies all semblances to humanity, and hastening corruption, should have thus caught their features upon canvas and given them perpetuity for ever.
The contradiction between repulsion and "terrible fascination" is only the first one. Another, more troublesome paradox is not resolvable except by the employment of transcendental imagery. Referring specifically, again, to the photographs of bodies.