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The '''Gatling Gun''' was an early [[machine gun]] utilising a revolving barrel; it was patented by the American Dr Richard J. Gatling in 1862. First used by the Union Army during the American Civil War, it was to be a mainstay of warfare for the more industrially advanced nations for several decades, being used in the [[Anglo-Zulu War]] and the [[Spanish-American War]], among others.
 
The '''Gatling Gun''' was an early [[machine gun]] utilising a revolving barrel; it was patented by the American Dr Richard J. Gatling in 1862. First used by the Union Army during the American Civil War, it was to be a mainstay of warfare for the more industrially advanced nations for several decades, being used in the [[Anglo-Zulu War]] and the [[Spanish-American War]], among others.
  
It was also, perhaps unusually, celebrated in poetry. The Anglo-French author Hilaire Belloc summed up the realities of colonial warfare in the rhyme
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It was also, perhaps unusually, celebrated in poetry. Sir [[Henry Newbolt]]'s patriotic appeal ''Vitai Lampada'' has as its middle verse:
 
 
''Whatever happens, we have got''
 
 
 
''The Gatling gun, and they have not''
 
 
 
while Sir [[Henry Newbolt]]'s patriotic appeal ''Vitai Lampada'' has as its middle verse:
 
  
 
''The sand of the desert is sodden red-''  
 
''The sand of the desert is sodden red-''  

Revision as of 21:03, January 30, 2008

The Gatling Gun was an early machine gun utilising a revolving barrel; it was patented by the American Dr Richard J. Gatling in 1862. First used by the Union Army during the American Civil War, it was to be a mainstay of warfare for the more industrially advanced nations for several decades, being used in the Anglo-Zulu War and the Spanish-American War, among others.

It was also, perhaps unusually, celebrated in poetry. Sir Henry Newbolt's patriotic appeal Vitai Lampada has as its middle verse:

The sand of the desert is sodden red-

Red with the wreck of the square that broke

The gatling's jammed and the colonel dead,

And the regiment blind with dust and smoke.

The river of death has brimmed its banks,

And England's far, and Honour a name,

But the voice of a schoolboy rallies the ranks-

"Play up! Play up! And play the game!"