230 YEARS AGO TODAY
A great day in history 230 years ago. Does any one remember this great poem from elementary school?
April 18, 2005
FOUNDING BROTHER
CATEGORY: History
Listen my children and you shall hearOf the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year. He said to his friend, “If the British march By land or sea from the town to-night, Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch Of the North Church tower as a signal light,—One if by land, and two if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and farm, For the country folk to be up and to arm.
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 for evermore! For, borne on the night-wind of the Past, Through all our history, to the last, In the hour of darkness and peril and need, The people will waken and listen to hear The hurrying hoof-beats of that steed, And the midnight message of Paul Revere."
a great poem by Longfellow, to bad he wasn't there to record the true events. For the truth go to Right Wing Nut House » FOUNDING BROTHER: Politics served up with a smile... And a stilletto.
Enjoy another great blog.
April 18, 2005
FOUNDING BROTHER
CATEGORY: History
Listen my children and you shall hearOf the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year. He said to his friend, “If the British march By land or sea from the town to-night, Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch Of the North Church tower as a signal light,—One if by land, and two if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and farm, For the country folk to be up and to arm.
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 for evermore! For, borne on the night-wind of the Past, Through all our history, to the last, In the hour of darkness and peril and need, The people will waken and listen to hear The hurrying hoof-beats of that steed, And the midnight message of Paul Revere."
a great poem by Longfellow, to bad he wasn't there to record the true events. For the truth go to Right Wing Nut House » FOUNDING BROTHER: Politics served up with a smile... And a stilletto.
Enjoy another great blog.
