The Charge of the Light Brigade
Alfred, Lord Tennyson, 1854 · Half a LeagueHalf a league, half a league, half a league onward, all in the valley of Death rode the six hundred. Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns, he said: into the valley of Death rode the six hundred.
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