The Charge of the Light Brigade

Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. "Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!" he said: Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. Forward, the Light Brigade!" Was there a man dismay'd? Not tho' the soldier knew Some one had blunder'd: Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die: Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, 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. Then they rode back, but not Not the six hundred. Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon behind them Volley'd and thunder'd; Storm'd at with shot and shell, Horse and hero fell, They that had fought so well Came thro' 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 wonder'd. Honour the charge they made! Honour the Light Brigade, Noble six hundred! *** *(Terjemahan Bahasa Indonesia)* Setengah mil, setengah mil, Setengah mil lagi, Seluruhnya di lembah kematian Menunggang enam ratus. "Maju, Batalyon Cahaya! Serang meriam!" katanya: Masuk lembah kematian Menunggang enam ratus. "Maju, Batalyon Cahaya!" Adakah ada yang takut? Walau prajurit tahu Ada yang salah paham: Tugasnya bukan menjawab, Bukan mencari alasannya, Hanya melakukan dan mati: Masuk lembah kematian Menunggang enam ratus. Meriam di kanan mereka, Meriam di kiri mereka, Meriam di depan mereka Ditembak dan menggelegar; Diserang tembakan dan peluru, Berani mereka menunggang dan memukul, Masuk mulut kematian, Masuk mulut neraka Menunggang enam ratus. Terkelip pedang mereka, Terkelip saat berputar, Menyabet artileris di sana, Menyerang pasukan, Sementara dunia menyaksikan: Masuk asap meriam Menembus garis depan mereka; Kozak dan Rusia Goyah dari pukulan pedang Patah dan terbelah. Kemudian mereka kembali, tapi bukan Bukan enam ratus. Meriam di kanan mereka, Meriam di kiri mereka, Meriam di belakang mereka Ditembak dan menggelegar; Diserang tembakan dan peluru, Kuda dan pahlawan jatuh, Mereka yang bertempur begitu baik Datang dari mulut kematian, Kembali dari mulut neraka, Semua yang tersisa dari mereka, Tersisa dari enam ratus. Kapan kemuliaan mereka pudar? Wah, serangan liar mereka! Semua dunia menyaksikan. Hormati serangan mereka! Hormati Batalyon Cahaya, Enam ratus yang mulia