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By Alfred, Lord Tennyson. I. Half 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. II. “Forward, the Light Brigade!” Was there a man dismayed? Not though the soldier knew. Someone had blundered.
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The poem was inspired by one of the greatest calamities in British military history: on October 25, 1854, during the Crimean War, the British Light Cavalry Brigade, comprising some 670 men, charged disastrously against some 25,000 Russian soldiers.
In his poem, "The Charge of the Light Brigade" (1854), Tennyson dubbed this hollow "The Valley of Death". The opposing Russian forces were commanded by Pavel Liprandi.
" The Charge of the Light Brigade " is an 1854 narrative poem by Alfred, Lord Tennyson about the Charge of the Light Brigade at the Battle of Balaclava during the Crimean War. He wrote the original version on 2 December 1854, and it was published on 9 December 1854 in The Examiner. He was the Poet Laureate of the United Kingdom at the time.
20 de may. de 2024 · Theirs but to do and die: Into the valley of Death. Rode the six hundred. 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, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell. Rode the six hundred. Flash’d all their sabres bare,
Six hundred soldiers of the English side rode gallantly to the valley of death symbolizing the battlefield. They were at “half a league” distance from the battlefield. After arriving at the zone of action they fought bravely for honoring their nation with a victory.
[Verse 1] Half 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...
