Matthew Arnold

(1822-1888 / Middlesex / England)

The Charge - Poem by Matthew Arnold

They outtalked thee, hissed thee, tore thee?
Better men fared thus before thee;
Fired their ringing shot and pass'd,
Hotly charged- and sank at last.
Charge once more, then, and be dumb!
Let the victors, when they come,
When the forts of folly fall,
Find thy body by the wall!


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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 9, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, September 9, 2013


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