 | 1912 - 350 páginas
...; And the spark struck out by that steed, in his flight, Kindled the land into flame with its heat. So through the night rode Paul Revere ; And so through...darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo forevermore! For, borne on the night-wind of the Past, Through all our history, to the last, In the... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1863 - 260 páginas
...weathercock Swim in the moonlight as he passed, And the meeting-house windows, blank and bare, Graze at him with a spectral glare, As if they already stood...darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo forevermore! For, borne on the night- wind of the Past, Through all our history, to the last, In the... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1863 - 310 páginas
...have read, How the British Regulars fired and fled, — How the farmers gave them ball for ball, Prom behind each fence and farm-yard wall, Chasing the...darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo forevermore ! For, borne on the night-wind of the Past, Through all our history, to the last, In the... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1864 - 232 páginas
...would be lying dead, Pierced by a British musket-ball. You know the rest. In the books you have read, Chasing the red-coats down the lane, Then crossing...darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo forevermore ! For, borne on the night-wind of the Past, Through all our history, to the last, In the... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1864 - 254 páginas
...the turn of the road, And only pausing to fire and load. Sfc- through the night rode Paul Eevere ; And so through the night went his. cry of alarm To...darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo forevermore ! For, borne on the night-wind of the Past, Through all our history, tojhfijast, In the... | |
 | 1864 - 568 páginas
...dead, Pierced by a British musket-ball. The rest of the story we all know. The poem concludes thus : So through the night rode Paul Revere : And so through...Middlesex village and farm, — A cry of defiance arid not of fear, A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo for evermore... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1865 - 388 páginas
...them hall for hall, From behind each fence and farm-yard wall, Chasing the red-coats down the Inne, Then crossing the fields to emerge again Under the...darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo fore vermore ! For, borne on the night-wind of the Past, Through all our history, to the last, In the... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1866 - 182 páginas
...the spark struck out by that steed, in his flight, Kindled the land into flame with its heat. 3 17 He has left the village and mounted the steep, And...darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo forevermore ! For, borne on the night-wind of the Past, Through all our history, to the last, In the... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1867 - 482 páginas
...would be first to fall. Who that day would he lying dead, Pierced hv a British musket-ball. •• ' -" Then crossing the fields to emerge again Under the...darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo forevermore! For, borne on the night-wind of the Past, Through all our history, to the last, In the... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 386 páginas
...musket-ball. 13. You know the rest. In the books you have read How the British regulars fired and fled,— 14. So through the night rode Paul Revere ; And so through...darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo forever more! For, borne on the night-wind of the Past, Through all our history, to the last, In the... | |
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It was two by the village clock, When he came to the bridge in Concord town. He heard the bleating of the flock, And the twitter of birds among the trees, And felt the breath of the morning breeze Blowing over the meadows brown. And one was safe and asleep... 
