 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1863 - 310 Seiten
...; And the spark struck out by that steed, in his flight, Kindled the land into flame with its heat. He has left the village and mounted the steep, And...saw the gilded weathercock Swim in the moonlight as he passed, And the meeting-house windows, blank and bare, Gaze at him with a spectral glare, As if... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1863 - 260 Seiten
...ocean tides; And under the alders, that skirt its edge, Now soft on the sand, now loud on the ledge, ls heard the tramp of his steed as he rides. It was twelve...saw the gilded 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... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 528 Seiten
...steed, in his flight, Kindled the land into flame with its heat. 10 It was twelve by the Tillage-clock, When he crossed the bridge into Medford town He heard...barking of the farmer's dog, And felt the damp of the river-fog, That rises when the sun goes down. 11 It was one by the village-clock, When he rode into... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1864 - 712 Seiten
...night; And the spark struck out by that steed, in his flight, Kindled the land into flame with its heat. He has left the village and mounted the steep, And...saw the gilded weathercock Swim in the moonlight as he passed, And the meeting-house windows, blank and bare, Gaze at him with a spectral glare, As if... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1865 - 388 Seiten
...the bridge into Medford town. He heard the crowing of the cock, And the harking of the farmer's clog, And felt the damp of the river fog, That rises after...saw the gilded weathercock Swim in the moonlight as he passed, And the meeting-house windows, blank and hare, Gaze at him with a spectral glare, As if... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1865 - 564 Seiten
...steed, in his flight, Kindled the land into flame with its heat. It was twelve by the village-clock, When he crossed the bridge into Medford town. He heard...barking of the farmer's dog, And felt the damp of the river-fog, That rises when the sun goes down. It was one by the village-clock, When he rode into Lexington.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1866 - 710 Seiten
...by the village clock When he crossed the bridge into Medford town. He heard the crowing of the cock, And felt the damp of the river fog, That rises after...the gilded weathercock / Swim in the moonlight as he passed, And the meeting-house windows, blank and bare. Gaze at him with a spectral glare, As if... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1867 - 144 Seiten
...and the light, The fate of a nation was riding that night; Kindled the land into flame with its heat. He has left the village and mounted the steep, And...galloped into Lexington. He saw the gilded weathercock And the meeting-house windows, blank and bare, Gaze at him with a spectral glare, As if they already... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1867 - 482 Seiten
...night; And the spark struck out by that steed in his flight, Kindled the land into flame with its heat. He has left the village and mounted the steep, And...farmer's dog, And felt the damp of the river fog, l hat rises after the sun goes down. It was one by the vi;lage clock, When he galloped into Lexington.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1868 - 410 Seiten
...clock, When he crossed the bridge into Medford town. He heard the crowing of the cock, And the harking of the farmer's dog, And felt the damp of the river...saw the gilded weathercock Swim in the moonlight as he passed, And the meeting-house windows, blank and hare, Gaze at him with a spectral glare, As if... | |
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It was twelve by the village clock When he crossed the bridge into Medford town. He heard the crowing of the cock, And the barking of the farmer's dog. And felt the damp of the river fog, That rises after the sun goes down. It was one by the village clock,... 
