And ever Nial flourished in the van
His faithful sword that turned the foeman pale,
And cheered his rifles on, and foremost ran,
Like gallant chief whose port gives courage to each man.
XXVII.
And Colborne nobly guided the brigade,
Which now the mount hath carried to its crest;
But there a terrible redoubt’s displayed,
Where loop-holed works with musketry arrest