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Page 503 - Came through the jaws of Death Back from the mouth of Hell, — All that was left of them, Left of six hundred. When can their glory fade? O the wild charge they made! All the world wondered. Honor the charge they made! Honor the Light Brigade, Noble six hundred ! ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON.
Page 502 - 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 as they turn'd in air, Sabring the gunners. there, Charging an army, while All the world wonder'd : Plunged in the battery-smoke Right thro' the line they broke ; Cossack and Russian Reel'd from the sabre-stroke Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Page 214 - All these, to-day, are crowned anew, And rule in splendor where they trod, While Russia's children throng to view Her holy cradle, Novgorod. From Volga's banks ; from Dwina's side ; From pine-clad Ural, dark and long ; Or where the foaming Terek's tide Leaps down from Kasbek, bright with song : From Altai's chain of mountain-cones; Mongolian deserts, far and free ; And lands that bind, through changing zones, The Eastern and the Western sea! To every race she gives a home, And creeds and laws enjoy...
Page 424 - On the confines toward Georgiue there is a fountain from which oil springs in great abundance, inasmuch as a hundred ship-loads might be taken from it at one time. This oil is not good to use with food, but is good to burn, and is also used to anoint camels that have the mange. People come from vast distances to fetch it, for in all countries round there is no other oil.