Poem by Matthew Arnold

The Charge

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! 

1. To George Cruikshank
2. Written in Butler’s Sermons
3. Heine’s Grave
4. East and West
5. Calais Sands

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