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Light Brigade
Alfred Tennyson
Lord Cardigan led the charge from the front and, never
looking back, did not see what was happening to the
troops behind him.
He reached the Russian guns, took part in the fight and
then returned alone up the valley without bothering to
rally or even find out what had happened to the
survivors.
600 horsemen followed orders to attack the Russians.
Two thirds of them were killed or injured.
The Russians were so surprised by the rashness, they
thought the British were drunk!
Cardigan left the field and went on board his yacht in
Balaclava harbour, where he ate a champagne dinner!
War correspondent
William Russell, who witnessed the battle, declared "ou
r Light Brigade was annihilated by their own rashness,
and by the brutality of a ferocious
enemy
Tennyson's
poem, published on 9 December 1854 in The Examiner, p
raises the Brigade, "When can their glory fade? O the
wild charge they made!", while trenchantly mourning
the appalling futility of the charge: "Not tho' the s
oldier knew, someone had blunder'd Charging an army,
while all the world wonder'd
.
Tennyson wrote the poem inside only a few minutes aft
er reading an account of the battle in The Times, acc
ording to his grandson Sir Charles Tennyson
.
It
immediately became hugely popular, even reaching the
troops in the Crimea, where it was distributed in p
amphlet form.
I
Half a league, half a league, Half a lea
in the valley of Death Rode the six hu
the Light Brigade!"Charge for the gun
the valley of Death Rode the six hund
II
Forward, the Light Brigade!"Was there a man
dismay'd?Not tho' the soldier knew Someone had
blunder'd:Theirs not to make reply,Theirs not to
reason why,Theirs but to do and die:Into the valley of
Death Rode the six hundred.
III
Cannon to right of the
left of them,Cannon in
Volley'd and thunder'd
with shot and shell,Bo
and well,Into the jaws
the mouth of Hell Rod
hundred.
IV
Flash'd all their sabres
they turn'd in air,Sabr
there,Charging an arm
world wonder'd:Plunge
battery-smokeRight th
they broke;Cossack an
Reel'd from the sabre
Shatter'd and sunder'd
rode back, but not No
hundred.
V
Cannon to right of the
left of them,Cannon b
Volley'd and thunder'd
with shot and shell,Wh
hero fell,They that had
Came thro' the jaws o
from the mouth of Hel
left of them, Left of six
VI
When can their glory fade?O the wild
charge they made! All the world
wondered.Honour the charge they
made,Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred.
Thundering
rhythm
throughout the
poem, echoes
horses hooves.
Charging into
guns, obviously
very
dangerous,
they knew they
were heading
into danger
Repetition of
shouted order,
the men are not
afraid though,
accentuates
their bravery.
Barrage is like a
force of nature,
so massive,
nothing men can
do anything
about.
Nobility of
soldiers, they
continue to
ride well
even as its
towards their
deaths.
III
Repeated 3 times,
speech writers always
repeat 3 times, far
more effective. Gives
an idea of the layout
of the battlefield,
soldiers are
surrounded.
IV
What is the world
wondering? How
they can be so brave
in the face of such a
mighty force? That
perhaps they may
win the battle?
have observed
that going into
hell & then
returning is a
common motif in
the mythology of
many of the
worlds cultures,
including one of
the best-known
myths of Western
civilization, the
labours of
Hercules. The
survivors of this
battle are thus
raised to heroic
status by the
words that this
poem uses to
describe the
valleys entrance.
Cannon to right of
them,Cannon behind them Volley'd and
thunder'd;Storm'd at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,They that had
fought so wellCame thro' the jaws of Deat
Back from the mouth of Hell,All that was
left of them, Left of six hundred.
Repetition
again, we
wonder how
they can have
obeyed
obviously
flawed orders.
VI
We are
addressed
directly & asked
to answer a
question. But its
beyond our
comprehension.
fade?O
Poet laureate,
patriotic, writing
for mass audience,
many of whom
would have been
uneducated.
Celebrate their
honour. A tribute to
their bravery