The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1882-03-16
Charge of the Heavy Brigade
A COMPANION PIECE TO THE BALACIAVl
CHARGE.


TENNYsoN.
by Special Gable Dispatch to the New York
Independent from London.
The charge of the gallant Three Hundred. the
Heavy Brigade. N
Down the hill. down the hill, thousands of
Russians.
Thousands of horsemen drew to the valley-and
STAYED,
For Scarlet and Scarlett's Three Hundred
We're riding by
When the points of the Russian lanceS broke
in on the sky:
And he called left wheel into line :" and they
wheeled and obeyed.
Then he turned half round, and he oade his
trumpeter sound
ITO the charge and he rode on ahead, as he
waved his blade
To the gallant Three Hundred, whose glory
will never die,
Follow. and up the hllr'
Up the hill. up the hill. followed the Heavy
Brigade.
The trumpet. the gallop, the charge and the
might of the fight.
Down the hill. slow y. 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 Scarlet was far on ahead, and he dashed
up alone
Through the great gray slope of men,
And he whirled his sabre he held his own
Like an EngliShman there and then.
And the three that We're 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 a 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 Gravs.
| Whiring their Sabres in circles of light.
And some Of us all in amaze,
Who We're held for awhile from the fight
And Were only standing at gaze,
When the dark mutfied Russian crowd
Folded its wings from the left and the right
And rolled them round like a cloud
| oh mad forthe charge and the battle were we
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 dis
mayed.
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 >word-hand and slew
Down with the brdle-hand drew
The foe from the saddle. and threw
Under foot there in the fray;
Ranged like a storm. or stood like a rock.
| In the wave of a stormy day;
| Till suddenly. shock upon shock,
Staggered the mass from without
For our men galloped up with cheer and
| And the Russians surged. and waNered. and
reeled
Up the hill up the hill. up the hill. out of he field
over the brow and away.
Glory to each and to all. and the charge that
they made,
Glory TO all the Three Hundred the He ANY
Brigade,
The three hundred of the Heavy Brigade who
made this famous charge, Were the Scots G rays
and the second squadron of the Enniskill lens
the remainder of the Heavy Brigade ubse
! qucntly dashng up to their support. The three
Were Elliott. Scarlettes aide-de-camp. who had
been riding by his side and the trumpeter and
>hegog. the orderly. who had been close behind
him.