 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pàgines
...from the broken staff, Dame Barbara snatched the silken scarf. She leaned far out on the windowsill, And shook it forth with a royal will. "Shoot, if you...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 free flag... | |
 | 1915 - 862 pàgines
...Civil War. A shot had aiready broken the staff of the flag when Jackson leaped before his men: — " 'Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog ! March on !' he said." We shall fight to the last remnant of our resources in money and men in order that a principle of government... | |
 | 1916 - 986 pàgines
...as a little boy of six who was reciting 'Barbara Frietchie" to me. After reciting the lines, — ' Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog! March on! ' he said, — with great elocutionary fire, he stopped suddenly; and then, after a moment's thought, he asked,... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 390 pàgines
...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...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 free flag... | |
 | 1863 - 652 pàgines
...sadncs*, 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...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... | |
 | James Edward Murdoch, Thomas Buchanan Read - 1864 - 200 pàgines
...from the broken staff, Dame Barbara snatch'd the silken scarf. She lean'd far out on the window-sill, And shook it forth with a royal will. " Shoot, if...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 free flag... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1864 - 422 pàgines
...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...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 free flag... | |
 | 1864 - 356 pàgines
...sadness, and a blush of shame, Over the face of the leader came ; The noble nature within him stirred To life at that woman's deed and word ; " Who touches...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 free... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1864 - 188 pàgines
...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...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 free flag... | |
 | E. S. S. Rouse - 1864 - 346 pàgines
...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...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 free... | |
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Shoot, if you must, this old gray head, 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... 
