 | 1897 - 404 lehte
...swift hoofs, thundering south, The dust like smoke from the cannon's mouth; Or a trail of a cornet, sweeping faster and faster, Foreboding to traitors...Were beating like prisoners assaulting their walls, Impatient to be where the battle-field calls; Every nerve of the charger was trained to full play.... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 528 lehte
...Sheridan fiftecn miles away. 4 Still sprung from those swift hoofs, thundering south, The dust, like the smoke from the cannon's mouth, Or the trail of a comet,...Were beating like prisoners assaulting their walls, Impatient to be where the battle-field calls ; Every nerve of the charger was strained to full play,... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 530 lehte
...Sheridan fifteen miles away. 4 Still sprung from those swift hoofs, thundering south, The dust, like the smoke from the cannon's mouth, Or the trail of a comet,...master Were beating like prisoners assaulting their wijls, Impatient to be where the battle-field calls ; Every nerve of the charger was strained to fuT... | |
 | Salem Town, Nelson M. Holbrook - 1864 - 444 lehte
...his utmost speed ; Hills rose and fell ; but his heart was gay, With Sheridan fifteen miles away. 4. Still sprung from those swift hoofs, thundering South,...Were beating like prisoners assaulting their walls, Impatient to be where the battle-field calls: Every nerve of the charger was strained to full play,... | |
 | 1864 - 744 lehte
...thundering anuth, The dust, like the smoke from the cannon's mouth, Or the trail of a comet, sweeping foster and faster, Foreboding to traitors the doom of disaster...Were beating like prisoners assaulting their walls, Impatient to be where the battle-field calls ; Every nerve of the charger was strained to full play,... | |
 | Thomas Buchanan Read - 1865 - 184 lehte
...the morning light, A steed as black as the steeds of night, Was seen to pass, as with eagle flight, As if he knew the terrible need ; He stretched away...Were beating like prisoners assaulting their walls, Impatient to be where the battle-field calls ; Every nerve of the charger was strained to full play,... | |
 | John Warner Barber, Henry Howe - 1865 - 778 lehte
...Sheridan fifteen miles away. Still sprung from those swift hoofs, thundering south, The dust, like the smoke from the cannon's mouth, Or the trail of a comet,...Were beating like prisoners assaulting their walls, Impatient to be where the battle-field calls; Every nerve of the charger was strained to full play,... | |
 | A.A. Griffith - 1865 - 260 lehte
...Sheridan fifteen miles away. Still sprung from these swift hoofs, thundering South, The dust, like the smoke from the cannon's mouth, Or the trail of a comet....Were beating like prisoners assaulting their walls, Impatient to be where the battle-field calls ; Every nerve of the charger was strained to full play^... | |
 | 1865 - 594 lehte
...comet sweeping faster and faster, Forebodiug to traitors the doom of disaster. The heart of the stcud and the heart of the master Were beating, like prisoners assaulting their walls — Impatient to be where the battle-field calls. Every nerve of the charger was strained to full play... | |
 | Richard Grant White - 1866 - 352 lehte
...Sheridan fifteen miles away. Still sprung from those swift, hoofs thundering South The dust, like the smoke from the cannon's mouth, Or the trail of a comet...Were beating like prisoners assaulting their walls, Impatient to be where the battle-field calls ; Every nerve of the charger was strained to full play,... | |
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Still sprung from those swift hoofs, thundering south The dust, like smoke from the cannon's mouth ; Or the trail of a comet, sweeping faster and faster, Foreboding to traitors the doom of disaster. The heart of the steed, and the heart of the master... 
