...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 And one was safe and...farm-yard wall, Chasing the red-coats down the lane, Then crossing the fields to emerge again Under the trees at the turn of the road, And only pausing...

...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. And one was safe and...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...

...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. And one was safe and...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, — How the...

...bleating of the flock, And the twitter of birds among the trees, Aud felt the breath of the morning-breeze Blowing over the meadows brown. And one was safe and...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...

...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. And one was safe and...farm-yard wall, Chasing the red-coats down the lane, Then crossing the fields to emerge again Under the trees at the turn of the road, And only pausing...

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...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. And one was safe and...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...

...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. And one was safe and...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...

...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. And one was safe and...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...

...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. And one was safe and...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,—...