Charge of the Light Brigade

• “Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell”
• “Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them Volley’d and thunder’d; Storm’d at with shot and shell”
• “When can their glory fade? [...]Honour the charge they made! Honour the Light Brigade, Noble six hundred!”
• “Flash’d all their sabres bare, Flash’d as they turn’d in air”
• "Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred."
• "Their’s not to reason why Their’s but to do and die"
• "Storm’d at with shot and shell, While horse and hero fell"