Half a league, half a league, br Half a league onward, br All in the valley of Death br Rode the six hundred. br 'Forward, the Light Brigade! br Charge for the guns!' he said: br Into the valley of Death br Rode the six hundred. br br 'Forward, the Light Brigade!' br Was there a man dismay'd ? br Not tho' the soldier knew br Some one had blunder'd: br Their's not to make reply, br Their's not to reason why, br Their's but to do and die: br Into the valley of Death br Rode the six hundred. br br Cannon to right of them, br Cannon to left of them, br Cannon in front of them br Volley'd and thunder'd; br Storm'd at with shot and shell, br Boldly they rode and well, br Into the jaws of Death, br Into the mouth of Hell br Rode the six hundred. br br Flash'd all their sabres bare, br Flash'd as they turn'd in air br Sabring the gunners there, br Charging an army, while br All the world wonder'd: br Plunged in the battery-smoke br Right thro' the line they broke; br Cossack and Russian br Reel'd from the sabre-stroke br Shatter'd and sunder'd. br Then they rode back, but not br Not the six hundred. br br Cannon to right of them, br Cannon to left of them, br Cannon behind them br Volley'd and thunder'd; br Storm'd at with shot and shell, br While horse and hero fell, br They that had fought so well br Came thro' the jaws of Death, br Back from the mouth of Hell, br All that was left of them, br Left of six hundred. br br When can their glory fade ? br O the wild charge they made! br All the world wonder'd.