Chapter 15 of 528 · 60 words · ~1 min read

XV.

With glancing steel upon the trenches’ edge Confronted Cameron the advancing host; And swift retired before that gleaming wedge The light-limbed chasseur, battling Gallia’s boast. And, rough fascine and earth-piled gabion most The ground demanding, rose the isthmus o’er Banquette and parapet, the foremost post Of war for those who sap and mine explore, And lithe artilleryman and lynx-eyed caçadore.