Few of the horsemen stood at all,
Woe to their conduct! worst of all;
For those who on the right wing stood,
A whole battalion over rode,
That kept the rear Corps de garde
Quite over them they headlong tread.
One thing they knew, they were inclos’d,
And where to flee, was not dispos’d:
They always sought the way they came,
Though in their face were sword and flame: