100th Drookian Fenriders - A Cavalry Company
Charge of the Light Brigade
Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the one hundred.
“Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the Emperor!” he said.
Into the Eye of Terror
Rode the one hundred.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volleyed and thundered;
Stormed at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of hell
Rode the one hundred.
When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the galaxy wondered.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble one hundred!
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