(Alt)Tennyson’s The Charge of the Light Brigade
From RPGS surrounding the Labcats
3. Cannon to right of them Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them Volley’d and thunder’d; Storm’d at with shot and shell, But along the ridge and swell, opened the Jaws of Death To drag Russian souls to Hell Shielding the six hundred. 4. Flash’d all their fangs bare, Flash’d as howls cut the air, Mauling the gunners there, Charging an army, while All the world wonder’d: Plunged in the battery-smoke Right thro’ the line they broke; Cossack and Russian Reel’d a clawing stroke Shatter’d and sunder’d. Their golden stare, the lines a’broke Awaiting the six hundred.