His plans unfolding to his Chief with pride,
And valiant Graham doth give to Morton margin wide.
XX.
Soon were his comrades chos’n, and Nial first,
His bosom-friend, companion oft in arms;
Both of the Light Brigades, and both athirst
For Glory! Nial led ’mid War’s alarms
A file of Rifles. Danger still had charms
For him transcendent; young, as woman fair,
Slight-formed yet lion-brave—his vigour warms