Wouldn’t this be personification bc the thoughts cried
<span>Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while 30
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel'd from the sabre-stroke 35
Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred. </span>
