The Charge

  They outtalked thee, hissed thee, tore thee?
  Better men fared thus before thee;
  Fired their ringing shot and pass'd,
  Hotly charged--and sank at last.
  Charge once more, then, and be dumb!
  Let the victors, when they come,
  When the forts of folly fall,
  Find thy body by the wall!