The Charge of the Light Brigade

 

1. Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward,

All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.

“Forward, the Light Brigade!

“Charge for the guns!” he said:

Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.

2. “Forward, the Light Brigade!”

Was there a man dismay’d?

Not tho’ the soldier knew Someone had blunder’d:

Theirs not to make reply,

Theirs not to reason why,

Theirs but to do and die:

Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.

3. When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred!

By  Alfred, Lord Tennyson

 

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