English Poetry. Henry Newbolt. The Grenadier’s Good-Bye. Генри Ньюболт.

Henry Newbolt (Генри Ньюболт)

The Grenadier’s Good-Bye

"When Lieutenant Murray fell, the only words he spoke were,
'Forward, Grenadiers!'"—-Press Telegram.

Here they halted, here once more
  Hand from hand was rent;
Here his voice above the roar
  Rang, and on they went.
Yonder out of sight they crossed,
  Yonder died the cheers;
One word lives where all is lost—-
  "Forward, Grenadiers!"

This alone he asked of fame,
  This alone of pride;
Still with this he faced the flame,
  Answered Death, and died.
Crest of battle sunward tossed,
  Song of the marching years,
This shall live though all be lost—-
  "Forward, Grenadiers!"

Henry Newbolt’s other poems:

1. The Quarter-Gunner’s Yarn
2. For a Trafalgar Cenotaph
3. The Death of Admiral Blake
4. The Non-Combatant
5. Waggon Hill

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