XXII.

Through each intrenchment in the greater pass Soon Kempt’s brigade doth force resistless sway, His skirmishers wide scattered o’er the grass To small detachments broke, as melt away The lessening slopes into the ridges gray. The platform’s won, and Colborne’s bold brigade Of rifles far above, like huntsmen gay, Is seen to emerge from forth the forest shade To the broad space before the star-redoubt displayed.