Stung with desire, they raised the battle-cry,
And rushed well forward to win the fight, or die;
Our captain waved high his sword, and then
Onward he dashed, followed by all his gallant men.
Who with one loud hurrah, the silence broke,
And charged like Britons through the fire and smoke;
A moment more and then the bloody struggle came,
With roar of cannon and with flash and flame.
While piled in ghastly heaps the brave soldiers lay,