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Memorial Day: Aids for Its Proper Observance by the Schools of Wisconsin - Страница 49
1903
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The Laurel Speaker: Heroic Classic Verse for Boys

1908 - 228 страници
...need, Hills rose and fell, — but his heart was gay, With Sheridan fifteen miles away. Still sprung from those swift hoofs, thundering South, The dust,...the trail of a comet, sweeping faster and faster, f Foreboding to traitors the doom of disaster. The heart of the steed, and the heart of the master,...

American History Told by Contemporaries..., Том 4

Albert Bushnell Hart - 1909 - 770 страници
...speed; Hills rose and fell ; but his heart was gay, With Sheridan fifteen miles away. Still sprung from those swift hoofs, thundering South, The dust,...Were beating like prisoners assaulting their walls, No.136] "Sheridan's Ride" 427 Impatient to be where the battle-field calls ; Every nerve of the charger...

Selections for Memorizing: Seventh and eighth years ...

Avery Warner Skinner - 1911 - 106 страници
...speed; Hills rose and fell — but his heart was gay, With Sheridan fifteen miles away. Still sprung from those swift hoofs, thundering south, The dust,...assaulting their walls, Impatient to be where the battle field calls; Every nerve of the charger was strained to full play, With Sheridan only ten miles...

Foundation Readers, Книга 4

B. Ellen Burke - 1911 - 268 страници
...swift hoofs, thundering south, The dust, like the smoke from the cannon's mouth, Or the trail of the comet, sweeping faster and faster, Foreboding to traitors...battlefield calls; Every nerve of the charger was stra ned to full play, With Sheridan only ten miles away. Under his spurning feet, the road, Like an...

School Work, Том 2

1903 - 512 страници
...speed ; Hills rose and fell — but his heart was gay, With Sheridan fifteen miles away. Still sprung from those swift hoofs, thundering South, The dust,...from the cannon's mouth ; Or the trail of a comet, sweping faster and faster, Foreboding to traitors the doom of disaster. The heart of the steed and...

Memorial Day (Decoration Day) Its Celebration, Spirit, and ..., Том 6

Robert Haven Schauffler - 1911 - 364 страници
...speed ; Hills rose and fell — but his heart was gay, With Sheridan fifteen miles away. Still sprung from those swift hoofs, thundering South, The dust, like smoke from the cannon's mouth ; On the tail of a comet, sweeping faster and faster, Foreboding to traitors the doom of disaster....

American Poems (1625-1892)

Walter Cochrane Bronson - 1912 - 696 страници
...and faster/ \7 Foreboding to traitors the doom of disaster; V"The heart of the steed and tKe hearfof the master ^ "Were beating like prisoners assaulting....walls,? \ Impatient to be where the battle-field calls: 30 Every nerve of .the charger was strained ^o fulljjlay. With Sheridan/only ten miles away. ynder_his_spjurnin£...

Choice Literature, Книга 6

1912 - 414 страници
...speed; Hills rose and fell — but his heart was gay, With Sheridan fifteen miles away. Still sprung from those swift hoofs, thundering south, The dust, like smoke from the cannon's mouth; Or the tail of a comet, sweeping faster and faster, Foreboding to traitors the doom of disaster. The heart...

American Poems (1625-1892)

Walter Cochrane Bronson - 1912 - 702 страници
...utmost speed; Hills rose and fell, but his heart was gay, With Sheridan fifteen miles away. Still sprung from those swift hoofs, thundering south, The dust, like smoke from the cannon's mouth 25 Or the trail of a comet, sweeping faster and faster, Foreboding to traitors the doom of disaster;...

American Literature Through Illustrative Readings

Sarah Emma Simons - 1915 - 492 страници
...speed; Hills rose and fell, — but his heart was gay With Sheridan fifteen miles away. 4Still sprang from those swift hoofs, thundering south The dust...the master Were beating like prisoners assaulting the walls Impatient to be where the battlefield calls; Every nerve of the charger was strained to full...




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