In plain words, ours
No one mourned or complained. Hunger numbed every feeling: the dying stared dry-eyed at the dead. A deep silence, like a deadly night, lay over the city.
Nor was there any lamentations made under these calamities, nor were heard any mournful complaints; but the famine confounded all natural passions; for those who were just going to die looked upon those that were gone to rest before them with dry eyes and open mouths. A deep silence also, and a kind of deadly night, had seized upon the city;
Josephus, The Jewish War 5.512Translated by William Whiston (1737)Read the full passage (Josephus, The Jewish War 5.512, opens scaife.perseus.org)