 So through the night rode Paul Revere ; And so through the night went his cry of alarm To every Middlesex village and farm, — A cry of defiance and not of fear, A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo forevermore...  Hesperia: An American National Poem. I-XII - Page 238by Harry Lyman Koopman - 1919Full view - About this book
 | 1912 - 350 pages
...not of fear, A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo forevermore! For, borne on the night-wind of the Past, Through...people will waken and listen to hear The hurrying hoof -beats of that steed, And the midnight message of Paul Revere. Put Me Off At Boston Town All Trains... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1863 - 310 pages
...not of fear, A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo forevermore ! For, borne on the night-wind of the Past, Through...down from its nail The sword that hung there, dim with dust, And cleaving to its sheath with rust, And said, " This sword was in the fight." The Poet... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 530 pages
...of fear, — A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo for evermore ! For, borne on the night-wind of the Past, Through...people will waken and listen to hear The hurrying hoof-beat of that steed, And the midnight-message of Paul Revere. LXL — WASHINGTON AT MOUNT VERNON.... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1863 - 260 pages
...darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo forevermore! For, borne on the night- wind of the Past, Through all our history, to the last,...people will waken and listen to hear The hurrying hoof -beats of that steed, And the midnight message of Paul Revere. Longfellow. III. INTEKLUDE. THE... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1864 - 712 pages
...not of fear, A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo for evermore! For, borne on the night-wind of the Past, Through...down from its nail The sword that hung there, dim with dust, And cleaving to its sheath with rust, And said, " This sword was in the fight" The Poet... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1864 - 254 pages
...shall echo forevermore ! For, borne on the night-wind of the Past, Through all our history, tojhfijast, In the hour of darkness and peril and need, The people...down from its nail The sword that hung there, dim with dust, And cleaving to its sheath with rust, And said, " This sword was in the fight." The Poet... | |
 | 1864 - 568 pages
...not of fear, A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo for evermore ! For, borne on the night-wind of the past, Through...listen to hear The hurrying hoof-beats of that steed, The poet having praised the hero of Lexington, at the expense of the old knight who went Clinking about... | |
 | 1864 - 590 pages
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 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1865 - 388 pages
...not of fear, A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo fore vermore ! For, borne on the night-wind of the Past, Through...down from its nail The sword that hung there, dim with dust, And cleaving to its sheet with rust, And said,"T his sword was in the fight." The Poet seized... | |
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