 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 yon gray head Dies like a dog! March on!  The American Monthly Magazine - Page 2351895Full view - About this book
 | 1915 - 862 lehte
...Civil War. A shot had aiready broken the staff of the flag when Jackson leaped before his men: — " 'Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog ! March on !' he said." We shall fight to the last remnant of our resources in money and men in order that a principle of government... | |
 | 1916 - 986 lehte
...as a little boy of six who was reciting 'Barbara Frietchie" to me. After reciting the lines, — ' Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog! March on! ' he said, — with great elocutionary fire, he stopped suddenly; and then, after a moment's thought, he asked,... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 390 lehte
...of the leader came; The nobler nature within him stirred To life at that woman's deed and word : " Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog...the rebel host. Ever its torn folds rose and fell On the loyal winds that loved it well ; And through the hill-gaps sunset light Shone over it with a warm... | |
 | Frank Leslie - 1878 - 426 lehte
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 | 1863 - 652 lehte
...of the leader came ; The nobler nature within him stirred To life at that woman's deed and word : " Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog...Sounded the tread of marching feet ; All day long that fire flag tossed Over the heads of the rebel host. Ever its toni foils rose and fell On the loyal winds... | |
 | 1864 - 356 lehte
...of the leader came ; The noble nature within him stirred To life at that woman's deed and word ; " Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog...the rebel host. Ever its torn folds rose and fell On the loyal winds that loved it well ; And through the hill-gaps sunset light Shone over it with a warm... | |
 | E. S. S. Rouse - 1864 - 346 lehte
...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 yon gray head Dies like a dog...Rebel host ; Ever its torn folds rose and fell On the loyal minds that loved it well. And through the hill-gaps sunset light Shone over it with a warm... | |
 | James Madison Watson - 1864 - 434 lehte
...of the leader came ; The noble nature within him stirred To life at that woman's deed and word : " Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog...the Rebel host. Ever its torn folds rose and fell On the loyal winds that loved it well ; And through the hill-gaps sunset light ShSne over it with a warm... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1864 - 422 lehte
...of the leader came ; The nobler nature within him stirred To life at that woman's deed and word : " Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog...tread of marching feet : All day long that free flag tost Over the heads of the rebel host. Ever its torn folds rose and fell On the loyal winds that loved... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1864 - 188 lehte
...of the leader came ; The nobler nature within him stirred To life at that woman's deed and word : " Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog...tread of marching feet : All day long that free flag tost Over the heads of the rebel host. Ever its torn folds rose and fell On the loyal winds that loved... | |
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