Tennyson’s Poetry

by: Alfred Lord Tennyson

“The Charge of the Light Brigade”

Quotes “The Charge of the Light Brigade”
“Forward, the Light Brigade!” Was there a man dismay’d? Not tho’ the soldiers knew Someone had blunder’d: Their’s not to make reply, Their’s not to reason why, Their’s but to do and die: Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
Plunged in the battery-smoke Right thro’ the line they broke; Cossack and Russian Reel’d from the sabre-stroke Shatter’d and sunder’d. Then they rode back, but not, Not the six hundred.
When can their glory fade? O the wild charge they made! All the world wonder’d. Honor the charge they made! Honor the Light Brigade, Noble six hundred!