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Selections from American poetry, with special reference to Poe, Longfellow, Lowell and Whittier Quotes
Selections from American poetry, with special reference to Poe, Longfellow, Lowell and Whittier
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Selections from American poetry, with special reference to Poe, Longfellow, Lowell and Whittier Quotes
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“By the rude bridge that arched the flood,
Their flag to April's breeze unfurled,
Here once the embattled farmers stood
And fired the shot heard round the world.”
― Selections from American poetry, with special reference to Poe, Longfellow, Lowell and Whittier
Their flag to April's breeze unfurled,
Here once the embattled farmers stood
And fired the shot heard round the world.”
― Selections from American poetry, with special reference to Poe, Longfellow, Lowell and Whittier
“You know the rest.
In the books you have read,
How the British Regulars fired and fled,—
How the farmers gave them ball for ball,
From behind each fence and farmyard wall,
Chasing the red-coats down the lane,
Then crossing the fields to emerge again
Under the trees at the turn of the road,
And only pausing to fire and load.
So through the night rode Paul Revere;
And so through the night went his cry of alarm
To every Middlesex village and farm,
A cry of defiance and not of fear,
A voice in 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 hour of darkness and peril and need,
The people will waken and listen to hear
The hurrying hoof-beats of that steed,
And the midnight message of Paul Revere.”
― Selections from American poetry, with special reference to Poe, Longfellow, Lowell and Whittier
In the books you have read,
How the British Regulars fired and fled,—
How the farmers gave them ball for ball,
From behind each fence and farmyard wall,
Chasing the red-coats down the lane,
Then crossing the fields to emerge again
Under the trees at the turn of the road,
And only pausing to fire and load.
So through the night rode Paul Revere;
And so through the night went his cry of alarm
To every Middlesex village and farm,
A cry of defiance and not of fear,
A voice in 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 hour of darkness and peril and need,
The people will waken and listen to hear
The hurrying hoof-beats of that steed,
And the midnight message of Paul Revere.”
― Selections from American poetry, with special reference to Poe, Longfellow, Lowell and Whittier
“I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.
I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?
Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.”
― Selections from American poetry, with special reference to Poe, Longfellow, Lowell and Whittier
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.
I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?
Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.”
― Selections from American poetry, with special reference to Poe, Longfellow, Lowell and Whittier
“Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.”
― Selections from American poetry, with special reference to Poe, Longfellow, Lowell and Whittier
― Selections from American poetry, with special reference to Poe, Longfellow, Lowell and Whittier
