News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1882-03-23
THE CHARGE OF THE HEA W
BRIGADE*.
BALAKLAVA, OCT. 25, 1854.
By ALFRED TENNYSoH,


The charge OF the gallant Three Hundred
| the Heavy Brigade
| Down the hill, down the hill, thousands o.
| Russians,
Thousands of horsemen drew to the valley
| and stayed.
For Scarlet and Scarlett's Three Hundred
| were riding by
| When the points of the Russian lance!
broke in on the sky;
And he called Left wheel into line r' anC
they wheeled and obeyed.
Then he looked at the host that had halted
| he knew not why,
And he turned half round, and he bade his
Z" To the chargeT and he rode on ahead, as
he waved his blade
To the gallant Three Hundred, whose
glory will never die.
Follow and up the hill r.
Up the hill; up the hill followed the Heayv
Brigade.
The trumpet, the gallop, the charge, and the
might of the fight
Down the hill, slowly, thousands of Russians
Drew TO the valley, and halted at last on the
height
With wing pushed out to the left, and wing
to the right.
But Searlett was far on ahead, and he dashed
up alone
Through the great gray slope of men;
And he whirled his saber, he held his own
Like an Englishman there and then.
And the three that were nearest him followed
with force,
Wedged themselves in between horse and horse.
Fought for their lives in the narrow gap they
had made.
-Four amid thousands; and up the hill, up the
hill
Galloped the gallant Three Hundred, the
Heavy Brigade.
Fell, like cannon shot
Burst, like thunderbolt
Crashed like hurricane
Broke through the mass from below.
Drove through the midst of the foe
Plunged up and down. to and fro,
Rode flashing blow upon blow.
Brave Enniskillens and Crews,
Wbrllng their sabers in circles of light
And some of US, all in amaze,
Who were held for awhile from the fight,
And were only standing at gaze,
When the dark-muff1ed Russian crowd
Folded Its wings from the left and the right,
And rolled them around like cloud
Oh mad for the charge and the battle were
When our own good red-coats sank
from sight,
Like drops Of blood in dark gray sea;
And we turned to each other, muttering all
dismayed;
"Lost are The gallant Three Hundred, the
Heavy Brigade!'
".
But they rode, like victors and lords.
Through the forests of lances and swords.
In the heart OF the Russian hordes
They rode, or they stood at bay.
Struck with the swsrd-hand and slew:
Down with the bridle-hand drew
The foe from the saddle, and threw
Under foot there in the fray;
Ranged like storm, or stood like rock
In the wave of a stormy day;
Till suddenly, shock upon shock,
Staggered the mass fr ON without
For our men galloped up with cheer and a
shout,
And the Russians surged, and wavered, and
reeled
Up the hill, up the hill, up the hill out of the
field,
Over the brow and away.
iiory to each and to all, and the charge that
ilory to all the Three Hundred, the Heavy
Brigad6I
The three hundred Of the Heavy Brigade who made
MS famous charge the Scots Greys and the ssC-
nd squadron of the EnniskilenE, the remainder Of
ne heaVy Brigade subsequently dashing up to their
upport The three were Elliott, Scarlettfs aide-de- 1
amp VINO had been rid ng by his side, and the trum
eser, and shegog, the orderly, who had been close
By cable to N. Y. Independent.