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Poem by Henry Newbolt The Grenadier's Good-Bye "When Lieutenant Murray fell, the only words he spoke were, 'Forward, Grenadiers!'"—-Press Telegram. Here they halted, here once more Hand from hand was rent; Here his voice above the roar Rang, and on they went. Yonder out of sight they crossed, Yonder died the cheers; One word lives where all is lost—- "Forward, Grenadiers!" This alone he asked of fame, This alone of pride; Still with this he faced the flame, Answered Death, and died. Crest of battle sunward tossed, Song of the marching years, This shall live though all be lost—- "Forward, Grenadiers!" Henry Newbolt Henry Newbolt's other poems: Warning: mysql_num_rows(): supplied argument is not a valid MySQL result resource in /home/geocafeana/eng-poetry.ru/docs/english/Poem.php on line 211 1186 Views |
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