I was in a very dark place in my life and I came across your channel, specifically Stopping by the woods on a snowy evening by Robert Frost. I can never thank you enough because that poem saved my life and made me realise that I have miles to go before I sleep. Thank you
So glad you found something to cling to. I too have found literature, poetry and music my source of strength when you feel alone and hopeless. Stay strong my friend ❤️
Then he feared the Church of Jesus Christ. He should not have, as we love our enemies and bless our cursers, and pray for all who spitefully use us. But that Lion who leads us is to be greatly feared indeed! "Do not fear those who can kill the body, and afterwards have no power over the soul, I will tell you who you are to fear. Fear him, who after He has killed the body, has power to cast the soul into hellfire, yes, I say, fear Him." Jesus
the repetition here is amazing, in some lines its give you the high intense ryhtem of the battle and its chaotic feeling, and in other lines its make the world stand still in awe.
Generals act out of foolishness or selfishness and soldiers die. Perhaps we should ponder more on this stanza : "..though the soldiers knew someone had blundered. Theirs not to make reply, theirs not to reason why, theirs but to do and die." In the current geopolitical happenings, all the more, we should ponder on this instead of celebrating heroic unnecessary deaths.
@@ash8207especially when those deaths bought victory, and then that victory was torn away by the same idiots that ordered the charge in the first place.
There were thirty million English who talked of England's might, There were twenty broken troopers who lacked a bed for the night. They had neither food nor money, they had neither service nor trade; They were only shiftless soldiers, the last of the Light Brigade. They felt that life was fleeting; they knew not that art was long, That though they were dying of famine, they lived in deathless song. They asked for a little money to keep the wolf from the door; And the thirty million English sent twenty pounds and four! They laid their heads together that were scarred and lined and grey; Keen were the Russian sabres, but want was keener than they; And an old Troop-Sergeant muttered, "Let us go to the man who writes The things on Balaclava the kiddies at school recites." They went without bands or colours, a regiment ten-file strong, To look for the Master-singer who had crowned them all in his song; And, waiting his servant's order, by the garden gate they stayed, A desolate little cluster, the last of the Light Brigade. They strove to stand to attention, to straighten the toil-bowed back; They drilled on an empty stomach, the loose-knit files fell slack; With stooping of weary shoulders, in garments tattered and frayed, They shambled into his presence, the last of the Light Brigade. The old Troop-Sergeant was spokesman, and "Beggin' your pardon," he said, "You wrote o' the Light Brigade, sir. Here's all that isn't dead. An' it's all come true what you wrote, sir, regardin' the mouth of hell; For we're all of us nigh to the workhouse, an' we thought we'd call an' tell. "No, thank you, we don't want food, sir; but couldn't you take an' write A sort of 'to be continued' and 'see next page' o' the fight? We think that someone has blundered, an' couldn't you tell 'em how? You wrote we were heroes once, sir. Please, write we are starving now." The poor little army departed, limping and lean and forlorn. And the heart of the Master-singer grew hot with "the scorn of scorn." And he wrote for them wonderful verses that swept the land like flame, Till the fatted souls of the English were scourged with the thing called Shame. They sent a cheque to the felon that sprang from an Irish bog; They healed the spavined cab-horse; they housed the homeless dog; And they sent (you may call me a liar), when felon and beast were paid, A cheque, for enough to live on, to the last of the Light Brigade. O thirty million English that babble of England's might, Behold there are twenty heroes who lack their food to-night; Our children's children are lisping to "honour the charge they made - " And we leave to the streets and the workhouse the charge of the Light Brigade!
@@whycantiwearwhiteafterlabo7661 Still today lions that would are homeless and worse for want of notice and the cost of a paper poppy .. While the descendants of many Enemies are Appeased by Sheep that Never would .
"Why Not" Yet no one can deny you must try With an eye on the goal you apply Desire must not be in short supply An never let your reply be a darn lie Not to reason why but reason why not
So did George Orwell. He wrote it not because it was opinion, but because it is fact. There is too much money to be made in war for those in power to remain at peace.
@@JohnVonCakes I admire sentiment, but consider it naive. It is not because there is money to be made. It is because the fundamental nature of a man. Given you assumed position of leadership you would given the circumstances face the choices in which conflict aversion equals betrayal of the people you have sworn to protect.
@@spell-bindingdesigns7395 Wrong. War is about profit and thus war is perpetuity. You best educate yourself... for war is the ultimate in profit... for the money-lending hobbit.
The dear person that's reading this, we don't know each other but I wish you all the best in life❤ don't ever blame yourself, accept things and go forward. Your smile is precious and a key to a happy life...
I suppose when that other country decides to step foot into your land and leave deep scars behind. Most Polish I know have the Russians and Germans due to WW2 and everything that came after.
I studied this poem as a young boy in 1965. It is a wonderfully stirring poem, especially for a young boy of 13 yrs. I find John Davies' reading of the poem more funereal and not particularly stirring. I do realise that the charge was a result of a misunderstood command and that though the horsemen thought the command suicidal and ridiculous, they went ahead with the charge without questioning it but I always thought the intention of the poet was to celebrate their courage rather than mourn their deaths.
Great poem! But it's also sad when you hear the words..."though the soldiers knew someone had blundered. Theirs not to make reply, theirs not to reason why, theirs but to do and die." Seems like these brave cavalrymen were ordered to die needlessly due to the arrogance & foolishness of their generals, which makes this poem bittersweet.
We get so close near enough to fight When a Russian gets me in his sights He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow A burst of rounds take my horse below...
A very heartfelt and sincere read! Bravo to the reader for his enchanting baritone! In my opinion, the best time on the planet was in the era of dinosaurs and Neanderthals, when a club and stones replaced weapons. Any conflict can be solved without aggression with the help of negotiations of intelligent people. Man was created for happiness on Earth, not for suffering, strife and earthly underworld....
And this is why soldiers are typically expected to repeat their orders back to their commanding officers. Poor communication kills and you need to make sure that orders are correctly understood.
The brigade consisted of 670-678 troopers (figures vary) from the 4th and 14th Light Dragoons; 17th Lancers; and the 8th and 9th Hussar regiments. The attack was made on the wrong positions due to a gross miscommunication by the messenger who was killed at the onset of the charge while attempting to redirect the orientation of the attack. According to one account of the attack 469 of 664 cavalrymen fell, and 195 survived the 11-1 counterattack by Russian cavalry.
*Not only imagination, but meaningful work is also necessary for success. It is not enough just to keep looking at the stairs, it is also necessary to climb the stairs.* 🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🙏
The truest tragedy of the Light Brigade wasn’t relayed by Tennyson in his epic poem: it’s that they’re remembered for a wild, “stiff upper lip” charge even when the orders made no sense, but it’s forgotten that they actually won their objective, and their sacrifice was squandered by the same idiots who sent them in the first place. The reinforcements that were supposed to follow the Light Brigade were held back, and they had to retreat instead of consolidating the gains they’d bought at such high cost. Three truly epic, impossible battles were fought on the same day, October 25, throughout 500 years of history: the Battle of Agincourt, the Charge of the Light Brigade at Balaclava, and the heroic last stand of a tiny, massively overwhelmed USN task group against the might of the Imperial Japanese Navy off Samar.
Before they were soldiers, they were men. It drives me emotions because we cannot find more these days men with value, honour, courage, God and family to fight for. I live a life worthy of the long line of warriors that have come before me and died in sacrifice of what men used to be. Hail Mary and our Lord Jesus Christ bless your family members.
They wernt really ordered to do a frontal attack, The orders were to attack a retreating forward cannon group; the orders were either misinterpreted or misunderstood by the dispatcher.
"Why Not" Yet no one can deny you must try With an eye on the goal you apply Desire must not be in short supply An never let your reply be a darn lie Not to reason why but reason why not
its really important to also state that they were sent into action because the commander misunderstood the objectives they received. Its not a story about bravery in the face of adversity, but how men were sent to their deaths because of the idiocy of their commanders.
If you want to know more about this military engagement, read Cecilia Woodham Smith's The Reason Why. The charge of the light brigade was an ill advised one by Lord Cardigan after whom the cardigans you wear were named.
That's Lord Alfred Tennyson. Please use his correct title. This incredible man was born not far from my home. A true yellowbelly. (And before anyone infers that as an insult, it is the correct nickname for people from my county - note, county not country)
The rhythm is meant to create the feeling of horses galloping. This sounds like old horses carrying a hearse. The voice is wonderful but the slow pace destroys Tennyson’s beautiful meter.
It's an amazing reading. But I have to be 'That Guy'- The brigade was ordered to retrieve some guns that had been taken during a Russian raid. The officer conveying the message to the general in charge of the brigade essentially sent the brigade into the wrong valley, the one which was full of Russian guns, infantry and heavy cavalry, rather than the valley into which the British guns had been taken. Again, not criticizing the video itself, it's great. But historical accuracy is important.
If you listened to the reading it states there was a blunder and it wasnt their place to question it, only to die (which is actually the entire point). Did you expect a precise historical account within a short poem created to glorify a heroic charge? It would be a shit poem if thats the case and we wouldnt even be hearing it 100 years later
C'est magnifique, mais ce n'est pas la guerre: c'est de la folie. ("It is magnificent, but it is not war: It is madness"). - Pierre Bosquet, Marshal of France.
Poem Sanguine Valleys O how the grassy fields of late have all but lost their hue, a sanguine fluid shields the pate of all those blades but few. What erstwhile was a lush green site by stroke of heaven's brush, hath now seen a bloody plight as severed limbs there gush. The birds still sing their dulcet song that once regaled the day, a theme of melancholy throng o'er where the warriors lay. An eery still of midday air O'er takes the vasty field, the somber sight evokes despair in hearts that to it yield. Surreal as all eternity to all who these survey, how even in modernity the warrior bodies lay. Scott Burn
"A man is never too weak
Or too wounded to fight.
If the cause is greater
Than his own life."
- Oenomaus
ill never have the courage or the guts to live up to the 600, i would like to think i would, but i know i wouldnt. this is why we should honour them
❤
John such true words my friend👍
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@@baronwalker2212 then perhaps the biggest honour would be becoming someone who would
I was in a very dark place in my life and I came across your channel, specifically Stopping by the woods on a snowy evening by Robert Frost. I can never thank you enough because that poem saved my life and made me realise that I have miles to go before I sleep.
Thank you
I'm glad for you brother for not going that route I salute you for your domant strength
You've got this brother.
Life is our challenge to accept, every failure and victory is a test, your past does not need you, your future does
never take that route all you are doing is passing your pain onto the people who love you.
So glad you found something to cling to. I too have found literature, poetry and music my source of strength when you feel alone and hopeless. Stay strong my friend ❤️
"I'm not afraid of an army
Of lions led by a sheep,
I'm afraid of an army of
Sheep led by a lion."
- Alexander the Great.
Expect this was a army of lions led by a sheep
That a quote that is remarkable today
The whole crimean war is basically army of lion lead by a sheep.
Then he feared the Church of Jesus Christ. He should not have, as we love our enemies and bless our cursers, and pray for all who spitefully use us. But that Lion who leads us is to be greatly feared indeed!
"Do not fear those who can kill the body, and afterwards have no power over the soul, I will tell you who you are to fear. Fear him, who after He has killed the body, has power to cast the soul into hellfire, yes, I say, fear Him."
Jesus
the repetition here is amazing,
in some lines its give you the high intense ryhtem of the battle and its chaotic feeling,
and in other lines its make the world stand still in awe.
our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising everytime we fall.
🤞
@@synczx3023 🙏
Nelson Mandela
But this time with more power and enthusiasm
ok well they didn't rise when they fell
A timeless poem of great sacrifice of a battalion of soldiers , their loyalty to command !
Generals act out of foolishness or selfishness and soldiers die. Perhaps we should ponder more on this stanza : "..though the soldiers knew someone had blundered. Theirs not to make reply, theirs not to reason why, theirs but to do and die."
In the current geopolitical happenings, all the more, we should ponder on this instead of celebrating heroic unnecessary deaths.
@@Wann-zo7rn2qn4i yes... this 100%
@@Wann-zo7rn2qn4i Well said! Needlessly dying in war is no cause to celebrate.
@@ash8207 It's celebrating their sense of duty, honour and their bravery, yours is just another indoctrinated take, submissive puppet of the Bankers
@@ash8207especially when those deaths bought victory, and then that victory was torn away by the same idiots that ordered the charge in the first place.
"A Gladiator's first
Distraction is his last."
- Oenomaus.
The narrator's voice really made this more epic. I remembered our teacher reading it just like this and it gave me goosebumps.
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There were thirty million English who talked of England's might,
There were twenty broken troopers who lacked a bed for the night.
They had neither food nor money, they had neither service nor trade;
They were only shiftless soldiers, the last of the Light Brigade.
They felt that life was fleeting; they knew not that art was long,
That though they were dying of famine, they lived in deathless song.
They asked for a little money to keep the wolf from the door;
And the thirty million English sent twenty pounds and four!
They laid their heads together that were scarred and lined and grey;
Keen were the Russian sabres, but want was keener than they;
And an old Troop-Sergeant muttered, "Let us go to the man who writes
The things on Balaclava the kiddies at school recites."
They went without bands or colours, a regiment ten-file strong,
To look for the Master-singer who had crowned them all in his song;
And, waiting his servant's order, by the garden gate they stayed,
A desolate little cluster, the last of the Light Brigade.
They strove to stand to attention, to straighten the toil-bowed back;
They drilled on an empty stomach, the loose-knit files fell slack;
With stooping of weary shoulders, in garments tattered and frayed,
They shambled into his presence, the last of the Light Brigade.
The old Troop-Sergeant was spokesman, and "Beggin' your pardon," he said,
"You wrote o' the Light Brigade, sir. Here's all that isn't dead.
An' it's all come true what you wrote, sir, regardin' the mouth of hell;
For we're all of us nigh to the workhouse, an' we thought we'd call an' tell.
"No, thank you, we don't want food, sir; but couldn't you take an' write
A sort of 'to be continued' and 'see next page' o' the fight?
We think that someone has blundered, an' couldn't you tell 'em how?
You wrote we were heroes once, sir. Please, write we are starving now."
The poor little army departed, limping and lean and forlorn.
And the heart of the Master-singer grew hot with "the scorn of scorn."
And he wrote for them wonderful verses that swept the land like flame,
Till the fatted souls of the English were scourged with the thing called Shame.
They sent a cheque to the felon that sprang from an Irish bog;
They healed the spavined cab-horse; they housed the homeless dog;
And they sent (you may call me a liar), when felon and beast were paid,
A cheque, for enough to live on, to the last of the Light Brigade.
O thirty million English that babble of England's might,
Behold there are twenty heroes who lack their food to-night;
Our children's children are lisping to "honour the charge they made - "
And we leave to the streets and the workhouse the charge of the Light Brigade!
It really is heartbreaking when you learn what happened to the rest of the Light Brigade after the war isn't it?
@@whycantiwearwhiteafterlabo7661 Still today lions that would are homeless and worse for want of notice and the cost of a paper poppy .. While the descendants of many Enemies are Appeased by Sheep that Never would .
Rudyard Kipling
I haven’t clicked on a UA-cam video so fast in such a long time.
One of my all time favourite poems.
"Why Not"
Yet no one can deny you must try
With an eye on the goal you apply
Desire must not be in short supply
An never let your reply be a darn lie
Not to reason why but reason why not
"All men die, but not
all men really live."
- William Wallace.
Brought me to tears and sent shivers throughout my body. What a masterpiece.
"The War is not meant to be won, it is meant to be
Continuous."
- George Orwell.
I disagree…. War should be always ended in peace
So did George Orwell. He wrote it not because it was opinion, but because it is fact. There is too much money to be made in war for those in power to remain at peace.
@@JohnVonCakes I admire sentiment, but consider it naive. It is not because there is money to be made. It is because the fundamental nature of a man. Given you assumed position of leadership you would given the circumstances face the choices in which conflict aversion equals betrayal of the people you have sworn to protect.
And looks like there's a good possibility could be more fighting in Crimea.
@@spell-bindingdesigns7395 Wrong. War is about profit and thus war is perpetuity. You best educate yourself... for war is the ultimate in profit... for the money-lending hobbit.
The dear person that's reading this, we don't know each other but I wish you all the best in life❤ don't ever blame yourself, accept things and go forward. Your smile is precious and a key to a happy life...
Ty
Thank you for your encouraging words.😇
You never know how much someone might need this. Thanks
Thanks ...means so much
And to you to my unknown friend.
"If you Love your Country
Why is it necessary
To hate other Countries?"
- Arthur Miller.
That wise words from you brother.
I don't hate anyone, I may dislike the things they do,but not hate🙏✌❤
If the people of every nation deposed the corrupt, treacherous, and tyrannical - there would be no war.
People aren’t born like that tho, they are made by things (mostly greed) so it’s unfortunately in our nature
I suppose when that other country decides to step foot into your land and leave deep scars behind.
Most Polish I know have the Russians and Germans due to WW2 and everything that came after.
I studied this poem as a young boy in 1965. It is a wonderfully stirring poem, especially for a young boy of 13 yrs. I find John Davies' reading of the poem more funereal and not particularly stirring. I do realise that the charge was a result of a misunderstood command and that though the horsemen thought the command suicidal and ridiculous, they went ahead with the charge without questioning it but I always thought the intention of the poet was to celebrate their courage rather than mourn their deaths.
Beautifully recited. Powerful words. One of my favorite poems from childhood.
you guys are helpping me alot ,,, your videos up lift my soul and heart.
The rising ones
I read this a ton in middle school! I've never been more excited to click on one of your videos!
I read this poem in school in 1961. Guess how long ago. 60 years!
"There is no honourable way
To kill, no gentle way to destroy.
There is nothing good in War.
Except it's Ending."
- Abraham Lincoln.
“But alas! They died in vain! 600 brave men did fall, but for the whims of Whitehall” -Anonymous
I cried, and I'm proud of it
Great poem! But it's also sad when you hear the words..."though the soldiers knew someone had blundered. Theirs not to make reply, theirs not to reason why, theirs but to do and die." Seems like these brave cavalrymen were ordered to die needlessly due to the arrogance & foolishness of their generals, which makes this poem bittersweet.
It's an interesting event to research even if you just watch the horrible histories sketch
And unbelievable true
You expressed my thoughts better than i could! It's exactly bittersweet
@@CH-xq6ifI love that!🙂Horrible Histories is amazing. Taught me so much. The quirky,cheeky and fun energy. With a slight Pythonesque twist. ✌️
Star trek ds9 is the reason why I know of this poem and it is awesome.
Sir, very good to remind me of this noble poem. I read it my earlier classes. My father liked it most.
This videos are better than movies i pictured this battle in my mind and it was epic what a last stand they made!
Miss my school days so much listening to it. Dedicated to all my old mates.
The memory of heroes, passed down to the next generation, begets new heroes.
Engli as b lov Ed gif LP e as !?!
We get so close near enough to fight
When a Russian gets me in his sights
He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow
A burst of rounds take my horse below...
This almost made me cry.
"War is the business of
Barbarians."
- Napoleon Bonaparte.
The REAL HEROS of the Crimean War were Florence Nightengale and her Angels of Mercy.
A very heartfelt and sincere read! Bravo to the reader for his enchanting baritone! In my opinion, the best time on the planet was in the era of dinosaurs and Neanderthals, when a club and stones replaced weapons. Any conflict can be solved without aggression with the help of negotiations of intelligent people. Man was created for happiness on Earth, not for suffering, strife and earthly underworld....
I thought of these words last night. Pleased to see this today.
This is so amazing, we were taught this poem the previous year!!
I’ve been waiting for this one for so long!
Great poetry 🙏🌿🍃Thanks friend💐🌸🌺🌻🌹🌷🌼💐🌸🌺🌻🌹🌷🌼💐🌸🌺🌻🌹🌷🌼💐🌸🌺🌻🌹🌷🌼💐🌸🌺🌻🌹🌷🌼💐🌸🌺🌻🌹🌷🌼💐🌸🌺🌻🌹🌷🌼💐
And this is why soldiers are typically expected to repeat their orders back to their commanding officers. Poor communication kills and you need to make sure that orders are correctly understood.
The brigade consisted of 670-678 troopers (figures vary) from the 4th and 14th Light Dragoons; 17th Lancers; and the 8th and 9th Hussar regiments. The attack was made on the wrong positions due to a gross miscommunication by the messenger who was killed at the onset of the charge while attempting to redirect the orientation of the attack. According to one account of the attack 469 of 664 cavalrymen fell, and 195 survived the 11-1 counterattack by Russian cavalry.
*Not only imagination, but meaningful work is also necessary for success. It is not enough just to keep looking at the stairs, it is also necessary to climb the stairs.* 🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🙏
Truly and honestly, Thanks.
Fantastic Composition by Sir Alfred Lord Tennyson
Excellently orated. Awe inspired. I was there.
A steel gauntlet??
What would the artwork here have been if the artist had read or heard the poem?
The truest tragedy of the Light Brigade wasn’t relayed by Tennyson in his epic poem: it’s that they’re remembered for a wild, “stiff upper lip” charge even when the orders made no sense, but it’s forgotten that they actually won their objective, and their sacrifice was squandered by the same idiots who sent them in the first place. The reinforcements that were supposed to follow the Light Brigade were held back, and they had to retreat instead of consolidating the gains they’d bought at such high cost.
Three truly epic, impossible battles were fought on the same day, October 25, throughout 500 years of history: the Battle of Agincourt, the Charge of the Light Brigade at Balaclava, and the heroic last stand of a tiny, massively overwhelmed USN task group against the might of the Imperial Japanese Navy off Samar.
Great poem.keep your work going
How brave those Soldiers were. This is the saddest of poems, I've yet read.
🇨🇦 🎶🎸✍🏻💔
bro this was bringing me to tears at 9:41 am on a monday.
What a masterpiece powerful poetry it is. Very very powerfull and impactful narration. Hats off.
🌹🌹🌹🌹
You have my respect and honor
The more you sweat in peace the less you bleed in war
Great reading of a classic poem
Theirs not to make reply theirs not to reason why theirs but to do and die words so powerful and not many know.
Why the knights armoured hand ?
Listen to the poem, look at the pommel and think about it
Life imposes things on you that you can't control, but you still have the choice of how you're going to live through this
Back when Britons were truly Britons. A special sense of duty, honor and loyalty that was unique to them.
Rule Brittania!
Respect to the soldiers who went into the valley of death
wow! Startling imagery formed in my mind as this was narrated . How many Russians did the 600 go against?
The ageless ones
Wiki states 'approximately 20 battalions of infantry supported by over 50 artillery pieces.' but the actual number seems to be unknown.
approx. 25,000
@@tedpoe4385 Ты глуп. Учи историю.
Before they were soldiers, they were men. It drives me emotions because we cannot find more these days men with value, honour, courage, God and family to fight for. I live a life worthy of the long line of warriors that have come before me and died in sacrifice of what men used to be.
Hail Mary and our Lord Jesus Christ bless your family members.
They wernt really ordered to do a frontal attack, The orders were to attack a retreating forward cannon group; the orders were either misinterpreted or misunderstood by the dispatcher.
This is truly talk to me
A wonderful poem ( never forgotten) I remember learning at school many years ago 🌹🧸♥️
I remember reading this poem in 11th grade in college. Brings back memories.
11th grade in college my teacher made us read it and do a quiz about it in 9th grade
The picture is kind of weird. Excalibur(esque) instead of the Hussars sabre ….
"Flashed all their sabres bare” .. why?
that crusades theme def. missed the brief. wtf?
Their martial act resembles that of knights of old
"Why Not"
Yet no one can deny you must try
With an eye on the goal you apply
Desire must not be in short supply
An never let your reply be a darn lie
Not to reason why but reason why not
its really important to also state that they were sent into action because the commander misunderstood the objectives they received. Its not a story about bravery in the face of adversity, but how men were sent to their deaths because of the idiocy of their commanders.
If you want to know more about this military engagement, read Cecilia Woodham Smith's The Reason Why. The charge of the light brigade was an ill advised one by Lord Cardigan after whom the cardigans you wear were named.
Very moving poem.
And then we had The Trooper, from Iron Maiden. Two masterpieces.
Also, Ride to the Guns from Jorn.
Timeless!
thnx, this was in my sylabus
I remember in middle school I presented this poem in my public speaking class
2X the playback speed to feel the rhythm
Пример мясного штурма, наглядный. Помню эту историю. Командование за такой приказ нужно было повесить.
May I find the confidence to boldly face my fears head on... I charge
Where is that picture from? I really need this
I wouldn't hesitate. Death has no teeth for me. Fear is for those who come against me. I am a fearsome adversry.
Can someone tell me the name of the music?
Powerful
WE become what WE ARE
Great poem. One of my favourites, but it's been proven to be more 60
That's Lord Alfred Tennyson. Please use his correct title.
This incredible man was born not far from my home. A true yellowbelly. (And before anyone infers that as an insult, it is the correct nickname for people from my county - note, county not country)
Anyone notice the particulars of the sword? SMIB
Amazing!
When Tyranny becomes Law Rebellion becomes Duty- Thomas Jefferson
This poem.....Will find ...you.....one day....my good fellow
Star Trek Deep Space Nine brought me here, but I've known some of these lines most of my life without knowing where it was from! 😮
I know this is not important but. I'm super depressed right now. I want to cry so hard. Someone help me, my soldiers😢
The rhythm is meant to create the feeling of horses galloping. This sounds like old horses carrying a hearse. The voice is wonderful but the slow pace destroys Tennyson’s beautiful meter.
Eloquent words!
Sound ❤️
“War is a continuation of politics by other means.”
Carl Von Clausewitz
Prussian general and influential military theorist
I’m here to check the views, who else? But.... yes, great video you make :)
GCSE students get PTSD from this poem. Beautiful nonetheless.
It's an amazing reading. But I have to be 'That Guy'-
The brigade was ordered to retrieve some guns that had been taken during a Russian raid. The officer conveying the message to the general in charge of the brigade essentially sent the brigade into the wrong valley, the one which was full of Russian guns, infantry and heavy cavalry, rather than the valley into which the British guns had been taken. Again, not criticizing the video itself, it's great. But historical accuracy is important.
If you listened to the reading it states there was a blunder and it wasnt their place to question it, only to die (which is actually the entire point). Did you expect a precise historical account within a short poem created to glorify a heroic charge? It would be a shit poem if thats the case and we wouldnt even be hearing it 100 years later
@@TheDb2450 I did, but at the start the caption implies it was a deliberate order.
When you live for the moment
C'est magnifique, mais ce n'est pas la guerre: c'est de la folie. ("It is magnificent, but it is not war: It is madness"). - Pierre Bosquet, Marshal of France.
''in the vallaey of death''AMAZING
They say fortune favors the bold. Well I guess we're about to find out.
Why the knight armor? A few centuries behind
Poem Sanguine Valleys
O how the grassy fields of late
have all but lost their hue,
a sanguine fluid shields the pate
of all those blades but few.
What erstwhile was a lush green site
by stroke of heaven's brush,
hath now seen a bloody plight
as severed limbs there gush.
The birds still sing their
dulcet song
that once regaled the day,
a theme of melancholy throng
o'er where the warriors lay.
An eery still of midday air
O'er takes the vasty field,
the somber sight evokes despair
in hearts that to it yield.
Surreal as all eternity
to all who these survey,
how even in modernity
the warrior bodies lay.
Scott Burn