I. BURY the Great DukeWith an empire's lamentation,Let us bury the Great DukeTo the noise of the mourning of a mighty nation,Mourning when their leaders fall,Warriors carry the warrior's pall,And sorrow darkens hamlet and hall. II. Where shall we lay the man whom we deplore?Here, in streaming London's central roar.Let the sound of those he … Continue reading Poetry – “Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington”
Lord Tennyson
Poetry – “The Defense of Lucknow”
IBANNER of England, not for a season, O banner of Britain, hast thouFloated in conquering battle or flapt to the battle-cry!Never with mightier glory than when we had rear’d thee on highFlying at top of the roofs in the ghastly siege of Lucknow—Shot thro’ the staff or the halyard, but ever we raised thee anew,And … Continue reading Poetry – “The Defense of Lucknow”
Poetry – “The Charge of the Light Brigade”
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. “Forward, the Light Brigade!”Was there a man dismayed?Not though the soldier knew Someone had blundered. Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but … Continue reading Poetry – “The Charge of the Light Brigade”