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Stormed at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode, and well,
Into the jaws of death-
Into the mouth of hell-

Rode the six bundred.

Flashed all their sabres bare,
Flashed all at once in air,
Sab’ring the gunners there :
Charging an army, while

All the world wondered ;
Plunged in the battery smoke,
With many a desperate stroke,
The Russian line they broke,
Then they rode back, but not-

Not the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them,

Volleyed and thundered.
Stormed at with shot and shell
While horse and hero fell;
Those that had fought so well
Came from the jaws of death,
Back from the mouth of hell ;
All that was left of them

Left of six hundred.

When can their glory fade ?
O the wild charge they made !

All the world wondered.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,

Noble six hundred. -TENNYSON. DEATH OF CARDINAL WOLSEY.

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Wolsey had been dismissed from Court and had retired to his palace at Cawood, previous to his installation at York as Archbishop. He was suddenly arrested on a charge of high treason, by the Earl of Northumberland, and was forced to set out for the metropolis. Very soon the Cardinal fell ill; and it is evident, from the cautions observed, that those about him suspected that he intended to poison himself. Ill as he was, the Earl of Shrewsbury put the fallen man under the charge of Sir William Kingston, the lieutenant of the Tower, whom the king had sent for the Cardinal, with twenty-four of his guard; and with this escort he departed on his last journey. And the next day he took his journey with Master Kingston and the guard. And as soon as they espied their old master in such a lamentable estate, they lamented him with weeping eyes. Whom my lord took by the hands, and divers times, by the way, as he rode, he would talk with them, sometime with one, and sometime with another; at night he was lodged at a house of the Earl of Shrewsbury's, called Hardwick Hall, very ill at ease. The next day be rode to Nottingham, and there lodged that night, more sick, and the next day he rode to Leicester Abbey; and by the way he waxed so sick that he was divers times likely to have fallen from his mule, and being night before we came to the Abbey of Leicester, where at his coming in at the gates the Abbot of the place with all his convent met him with the light of many torches; and whom they right honourably received with great reverence. To whom my lord said, “Father Abbot, I am come hither to leave my bones among you;' whom they brought on his mule to the stairs' foot of his chamber, and there alighted, and Master Kingston then took him by the arm, and led him up the stairs; who told me afterwards that he never carried so heavy a burden in all his life. And as soon as he was in his chamber, he went incontinent to his bed, very sick. This was upon Saturday at night; and there he continued sickerand sicker.

“Upon Monday in the morning, as I stood by his bedside, about eight of the clock, the windows being close shut, having wax-lights burning upon the cupboard, I beheld him, as me seemed, drawing fast to his end. He perceiving my shadow upon the wall by his bedside, asked who was there: "Sir, I am here,' quoth I; 'How do you ?' quoth he to me: Very well, sir,' quoth I, 'if I might see your grace well. • What is it of the clock ?' said he to me; "Forsooth sir,' said I, it is past eight of the clock in the morning. Eight of the clock ?' quoth he: 'that cannot be;' rehearsing divers times, ‘Eight of the clock, eight of the clock; Nay, nay,' quoth he at last, 'it cannot be eight of the clock: for by eight of the clock ye shall lose your master; for my time draweth near that I must depart out of this world.'”

The rapacity of the king is strikingly exhibited in the following passage: “ And after dinner, Master Kingston called for me (Cavendish) into his chamber, and at my being there, said to me, "So it is that the king hath sent me letters by this gentleman, Master,

Vincent, one of your old companions, who hath been of late in trouble in the Tower of London for money that my lord should have at his last departing from him, which now cannot be found. Wherefore the king, at this gentleman's request, for the declaration of his truth, hath sent him hither with his grace's letters directed unto me, commanding me by virtue thereof to examine my lord in that behalf, and to have your counsel herein, how it may be done, that he may take it well and in good part. This is the chief cause of my sending for you; therefore I pray you what is your best counsel to use in this matter for the true acquittal of this gentleman ?' 'Sir,' quoth I, 'as touching that matter, my simple advice shall be this, that your own person shall resort unto him and visit him, and in communication break the matter unto him; and if he will not tell the truth, there be that can satisfy the king's pleasure therein; and in any wise speak nothing of my fellow Vincent. And I would not advise you to tract the time with him; for be is very sick, and I fear he will not live past tomorrow in the morning.' Then went Master King. ston unto him, and asked first how he did, and so forth proceeded in communication, wherein Master Kingston demanded of him the said money, saying, •That my lord of Northumberland hath found a book at Cawood that reporteth how ye had but fifteen hundred pounds in ready money, and one penny thereof will not be found, who hath made the king privy by his letters thereof. Where the king bath written unto me, to demand of you if you know where it is become; for it were pity that it should be em. bezzled from you both. Therefore, I shall require you, in the king's name, to tell me the truth herein, to the intent that I may make just report unto his

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