[Gallowsraven]

that is a pretty awesome battle speech.

"The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding—
Riding—riding—
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door."
(Alfred Noyes' The Highwayman)

One of my two favourite poems, the other being The Listeners. Can a story, poetic or otherwise, be set in a cooler, more awesome way than this? And it's just such an epic poem!