 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 390 oldal
...at that woman's deed and word : " Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog ! March on ! " he said. All day long through Frederick street Sounded...tread of marching feet : All day long that free flag tossed Over the heads of the rebel host. Ever its torn folds rose and fell On the loyal winds that... | |
 | 1863 - 652 oldal
...at that woman's deed and word : " Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog ! March on !" he said. All day long through Frederick street Sounded the tread of marching feet ; All day long that fire flag tossed Over the heads of the rebel host. Ever its toni foils rose and fell On the loyal winds... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1864 - 422 oldal
...at that woman's deed and word : " Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog ! March on ! " he said. All day long through Frederick street Sounded...sunset light Shone over it with a warm good-night. Barbara Frietchie's work is o'er, And the Rebel rides on his raids no more. Honor to her ! and let... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1864 - 188 oldal
...at that woman's deed and word : " Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog ! March on ! " he said. All day long through Frederick street Sounded...rose and fell On the loyal winds that loved it well ; Barbara Frietchie's work is o'er, And the Eebel rides on his raids no more. Honor to her ! and let... | |
 | Robert Raikes Raymond - 1864 - 530 oldal
...of the leader came ; The nobler nature within him stirred To life at that woman's deed and word : " Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog...tread of marching feet : All day long that free flag tossed Over the heads of the rebel host. Ever its torn folds rose and fell On the loyal winds that... | |
 | E. S. S. Rouse - 1864 - 346 oldal
...at that woman's deed and word : "Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog ! march on !" he said. All day long, through Frederick street Sounded...tread of marching feet : All day long that free flag tossed Over the heads of the Rebel host ; Ever its torn folds rose and fell On the loyal minds that... | |
 | James Madison Watson - 1864 - 434 oldal
...at that woman's deed and word : " Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog ! MARCH ON !" he said. All day long through Frederick street Sounded...tread of marching feet : All day long that free flag tossed Over the heads of the Rebel host. Ever its torn folds rose and fell On the loyal winds that... | |
 | 1864 - 356 oldal
...at that woman's deed and word ; " Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog ! March on !" he said. All day long through Frederick street, Sounded...tread of marching feet ; All day long that free flag tossed Over the heads of the rebel host. Ever its torn folds rose and fell On the loyal winds that... | |
 | James Edward Murdoch, Thomas Buchanan Read - 1864 - 200 oldal
...life at that woman's deed and word. " Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog! March on !" he said. All day long through Frederick street Sounded...tread of marching feet; All day long that free flag toss'd Over the heads of the rebel host. Ever its torn folds rose and fell And, through the hill-gaps,... | |
 | James Edward Murdoch - 1865 - 194 oldal
...long through Frederick street Sounded the tread of marching feet ; All day long that free flag toss'd Over the heads of the rebel host. Ever its torn folds...sunset light Shone over it with a warm good-night. Barbara Frietchie's work is o'er, And the rebel rides on his raids no more. Honor to her ! and let... | |
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But spare your country's flag," she said. A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, Over the face of the leader came; The nobler nature within him stirred To life at that woman's deed and word: "Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog! March on! 
