Axis & Allies - damowords

Canto II
The French assaults & the arrival of the Prussians on the field
Neyʹs Attack
Half‐a‐mile from the eyes of his master
Ney watchʹd the scarlet enemy retreat,
Gave the hordes of cavalry his order
To claim the glory of Englandʹs defeat;
In consequence
The confederacy
Shall offer no defence to French supremacy.
Tween La Haye Saint & Hougoumont
The noble Cuirassier,
His golden breastplate gleaming dun,
With horse pistol & sabre,
Came on, came slow & calmly on,
Some sea‐wave of sommer ‐
A long, glittering line of man & steed
Emanating granduerʹs will to succeed.
In seven great battailles semliche arrayed
Sexty thowsand men, the sychte was full hugge
All frightande folke of the ferre laundes
The Royal Horse Artillery
Hard gallopʹd to the spot
There, with deadly accuracy,
Unleashʹd storms of case‐shot ‐
Carcass reduced to bloody pulp as thoʹ itʹs flesh did rot.
The Ridge of Mont Saint‐Jean
15:45
Morte Arthure