A voice from Waterloo: A history of the battle fought on the 18th June, 1815Cotton, Edward
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A voice from Waterloo: A history of the battle fought on the 18th June, 1815
Cotton, Edward
Waterloo, Battle of, Waterloo, Belgium, 1815
“Now let your imagination, keeping pace with the intensity of feeling
excited by such a scene, carry you up to the summit of the ridge.
Behold, at once, the glorious spectacle spread out before you; the
furious impetuosity of their onslaught overcomes all resistance:
the terror-stricken masses, paralyzed by this sudden apparition
of cavalry amongst them, have neither time nor resolution to form
squares, and limit their defence to a feeble, hasty, straggling
fire from their ill-cemented edges: a flight, commencing from the
rearmost rank, is rapidly augmented by the outward scattering,
occasioned by the continually increasing pressure upon the front;
the entire slope is soon covered with the dispersed elements of the
previously attacking force: parties of infantry are hurrying over
the brow of the ridge to aid others of the cavalry in securing their
prisoners; three thousand of these are swept to the rear, and two
eagles are gloriously captured. From the momentary contemplation of
these trophies, your eyes instinctively revert to the course of the
victors, whom you now perceive in the middle distance of the view; a
broken line of daring horsemen rushing up the opposite height.
“Their intoxicating triumph admits of no restraint. They heed not
the trumpet’s call to halt and rally; but, plunging wildly amidst
the formidable line of batteries ranged along the French position,
they commence sabring the gunners, stabbing the horses, and seem to
clear the ground of every living being. But physical efforts, however
powerfully developed and sustained, have their limit; exhausted
nature yields at length, and their fiery steeds, subdued not by
force but by exhaustion, retire with lagging, faltering pace. You
look in vain for a support; there is none: but your eye is suddenly
caught by the fluttering of lance-flags of a column of the enemy’s
cavalry approaching from the left, and you become nervously alive
to the danger that awaits the valiant band of heroes, who are only
now made sensible of the necessity of retiring to collect and rally
their scattered numbers. Seeing no support ready to receive them, and
becoming aware of the near approach of hostile cavalry, they make
a last and desperate effort. Those who are best mounted, and whose
horses are least blown, succeed in regaining the allied position
unmolested; but a very considerable number are overtaken by the
lancers, with whom they now contend under a fearful disadvantage in
point of speed and order.
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