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Quick, as it fell, from the broken staff
She leaned far out on the window-sill,
"Shoot, if you must, this old gray head, But spare your country's flag," she said.
A shade of sadness, a blush of shame,
The nobler nature within him stirred
All day long that free flag tost.
Ever its torn folds rose and fell
And through the hill-gaps sunset light
Barbara Frietchie's work is o'er,
And the Rebel rides on his raids no more.
Honor to her! and let a tear
Fall, for her sake, on Stonewall's bier.
Over Barbara Frietchie's grave,
Peace and order and beauty draw
And ever the stars above look down
ON HEARING THE BELLS RING FOR THE CONSTITUTIONAL AMENDMENT ABOLISHING SLAVERY IN THE UNITED STATES.
ITiang of bell and roar of gun
Send the tidings up and down.
Every stroke exulting tells
Loud and long, that all may hear,
What are we,
That our eyes this glory see,
That our ears have heard the sound!
For the Lord
On the whirlwind is abroad;
And the gates of brass are broken!
Loud and long
Lift the old exulting song,
He has cast the mighty down;
He has triumphed gloriously!
Did we dare,
In our agony of prayer,
Ask for more than he has done?
Stretched as now beneath the sun!
How they pale,
Ancient myth, and song, and tale,
When the cruel rod of war
Blossoms white with righteous law,
Cambridge: Electrotyped and Printed by Welch, Bigelow, & Co.
VOICES OF NATURE.
WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT.
D. APPLETON AND COMPANY, 90, 92 & 94 GRAND ST.
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ENTERED, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1865, by
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[These selections from the Poems of Mr. Bryant are made by the publishers to supply a popular demand for the rural poems in a single inexpensive volume.]