We looked into the mouth of the cannon, the Russians flinched.
'Forward, the Light Brigade!' Was there a man dismayed? Not though the soldier knew In Memoriam A.H.H. Some one had blundered: Their's not to make reply, Their's not to reason why, Their's 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 Volleyed and thundered.
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