The Charge Of The Light Brigade

Richard

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Cannon to the right, cannon to the left,
In the valley of death, where the cannons roar,
Boldly they rode, into the mouth of hell,
Half a league, half a league, onward they rode,
When six hundred heroes showed us the way,
The Charge of the Light Brigade, forever great.
Riding into the fire, through the smoke and the haze.
Broken but unbowed, through the heart of the fight,
They answered the call, to battle once more.
In the aftermath’s shadow, with echoes of pain,
Into the jaws of death, they surged to obey,
Yet onward they charged, on that blood-soaked ground.
From Britain’s green fields, to Crimea's dread shore,
A story of valour, we’ll forever tell.
Oh, Charge of the Light Brigade, in the face of the fray,
With thunder and fury, the cannons did sound,
The Light Brigade's charge, a testament to,
Men of the Light Brigade, with stories untold,
With sabres drawn high, their spirits ablaze,
They fought through the fire, though so many bereft,
Valiant hearts, undeterred, led the way,
In the annals of history, their names shining bright.
Into the valley, where bravery flowed,
With swords and with glory, they rode into fate,
Born of the cavalry, the finest and bold,
With courage unyielding, they stormed through the night,
Honour the charge, remember the day,
Few returned homeward, but honour they gained,
Their legend immortal, in the eternal light.ght.
The brave and the fallen, the fearless and true.
Six hundred brave souls, they marched evermore,
Forward, the order, no time for delay,

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