 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1863 - 310 str.
...twitter of birds among the trees, And felt the breath of the morning breeze Blowing over the meadows brown. And one was safe and asleep in his bed Who...fled, — How the farmers gave them ball for ball, Prom behind each fence and farm-yard wall, Chasing the red-coats down the lane, Then crossing the fields... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 528 str.
...twitter of birds among the trees, Aud felt the breath of the morning-breeze Blowing over the meadows brown. And one was safe and asleep in his bed Who...that day would be lying dead, Pierced by a British ruus.ket-balL 1 3 You know the rest. In the books you have read How the British regulars fired and... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 530 str.
...Who that day would be lying dead, Pierced by a British musket-balL 13 You know the rest. In the boots you have read How the British regulars fired and fled,...farmers gave them ball for ball, From behind each fen* and farmyard-wall, Chasiug the red-coats down the lane, Then crossing the fields to emerge again... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1864 - 232 str.
...twitter of birds among the trees, And felt the breath of the morning breeze Blowing over the meadows brown. And one was safe and asleep in his bed Who...musket-ball. You know the rest. In the books you have read, Chasing the red-coats down the lane, Then crossing the fields to emerge again Under the trees at the... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1864 - 254 str.
...twitter of birds among the trees, And felt the breath of the morning breeze Blowing over the meadows brown. And one was safe and asleep in his bed Who...musket-ball. You know the rest. In the books you have readj How the British Regulars fired and fled, — How the farmers gave them ball for ball, From behind... | |
 | 1864 - 568 str.
...twitter of birds among the trees, And felt the breath of the morning breeze Blowing over the meadows brown. And one was safe and asleep in his bed Who...would be lying dead, Pierced by a British musket-ball. The rest of the story we all know. The poem concludes thus : So through the night rode Paul Revere... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1865 - 388 str.
...twitter of birds among the trees, And felt the breath of the morning breeze Blowing over the meadows brown. And one was safe and asleep in his bed Who...that day would be lying dead, Pierced by a British musket-hall. You know the rest. In the books you have read, How the British Regulars fired and fled,—... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 374 str.
...twitter of birds among the trees, And felt the breath of the morning breeze Blowing over the meadows brown. And one was safe and asleep in his bed Who...would be lying dead, Pierced by a British musket-ball. 13. You know the rest. In the books you have read How the British regulars fired and fled, — 14.... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 386 str.
...twitter of birds among the trees, And felt the breath of the morning breeze Blowing over the meadows brown. And one was safe and asleep in his bed Who...would be lying dead, Pierced by a British musket-ball. 13. You know the rest. In the books you have read How the British regulars fired and fled,— 14. So... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1867 - 482 str.
...twitter of birds among the trees, And felt the breath ofthe morning breeze Blowing over the meadows brown. And one was safe and asleep in his bed Who...bridge would be first to fall. Who that day would he lying dead, Pierced hv a British musket-ball. •• ' -" Then crossing the fields to emerge again... | |
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It was two by the village clock, When he came to the bridge in Concord town. He heard the bleating of the flock, And the twitter of birds among the trees, And felt the breath of the morning breeze Blowing over the meadows brown. 
