 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 of...  The Atlantic Monthly - Page 4931863Full view - About this book
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...stirr'd To 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...light Shone over it with a warm goodnight. Barbara Frietehle's work is o'er, And the rebel rides on his raids no more. Honor to her! and let a tear Fall,... | |
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