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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, Flash'd all at once in air, Sabring the gunners there, Charging an army, while All the world wonder'd: Plunged in the battery-smoke