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