Leaped up to his lips,-when low, murmured VOWS Were pledged to be ever unbroken; Then drawing his sleeve roughly over his eyes, He passes the fountain, the blasted pine-tree,— The footstep is lagging and weary; Yet onward he goes, through the broad belt of light, Toward the shades of the forest so dreary. Hark! was it the night-wind that rustled the leaves? Was it moonlight so wondrously flashing? It looked like a rifle: "Ha! Mary, good by!" And the life-blood is ebbing and plashing. All quiet along the Potomac to-night— While soft falls the dew on the face of the dead- THE CHARGE OF THE LIGHT BRIGADE. ALFRED TENNYSON. Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, "Forward, the Light Brigade!" Theirs not to make reply, Theirs but to do and die, Cannon to right of them, Volleyed and thundered; Stormed at with shot and shell, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell Flashed all their sabres bare. All the world wondered. Plunged in the battery-smoke Right through the line they broke; Cossack and Russian Reeled from the sabre-stroke Shattered and sundered. Then they rode back, but not, Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon behind them Volleyed and thundered; Stormed at with shot and shell, While horse and hero fell, They that had fought so well Came through the jaws of Death When can their glory fade? THE DEATH RIDE. A Poem by an American Youth That Preceded Tennyson's "Charge of the Light Brigade." -From the New York Times Saturday Review of Books. On o'er the rocky ground, Cannon on all sides round On! like a Demon-blast, Thundering and fierce and fast, Fear to the winds they cast, On! through the rocky dell! On! through the cannon's hell! On! though by heaps they fell, Dying and dead! On with a whirlwind's leap! Down on the Russ they sweep! Madly their swords they steep Where the foe bled! On without stop or stay, "Well done, my gallant men! Back! through the serried rank Closing around their flankDeeply their red blades drank Blood shed anew! Back! through that iron hail! Back! through that hollow vale! |