This poem is about the charge of the light brigade, a historical moment in which the British charged straight into a valley that was heavily guarded by the Russian Army. It is a poetic response to the high death toll that happened there.
The gates of hell or the mouth of the beast was the valley that the Russians had guarded heavily
The cannons firing right or left were the cannons the Russians shot at the British
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