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The word is "Charge," the meaning "Death," / Yet, welcome falls the sound / On every ear in the listening host, / Whose pennons flutter, zephyr-tossed, / That messenger around.
Among them Nolan reins a steed / Frost-white with gathered foam, / And pale and stern points to the foe, / In heavy mass, receding slow -- / "Charge, comrades, charge them home!"