 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 390 стор.
...a royal will. " Shoot, if you must, this old gray head, But spare your country's flag," she said. 4 A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, Over the face..." Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog ! March on ! " he said. All day long through Frederick street Sounded the tread of marching feet... | |
 | 1863 - 652 стор.
...Shoot, if you must, this old gray head, But spare your country's flag," she said. A shade of sadncs*, a blush of shame, Over the face of the leader came..." Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog ! March on !" he said. All day long through Frederick street Sounded the tread of marching feet... | |
 | E. S. S. Rouse - 1864 - 346 стор.
...forth with a royal will : " Shoot, if yon must, the old gray head, But spare your country's flag," she said. A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, Over...: "Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog ! march on !" he said. All day long, through Frederick street Sounded the tread of marching feet... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1864 - 422 стор.
...forth with a royal will. " Shoot, if you must, this old gray head, But spare.your country's flag," she said. A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, Over..." Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog ! March on ! " he said. All day long through Frederick street Sounded the tread of marching feet... | |
 | Robert Raikes Raymond - 1864 - 530 стор.
...snatched the silken scarf; " Shoot, if yon mnst, this old gray head, But spare your country's flag," she said. A shade of sadness, a blush of shame Over..." Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog ! March on 1" he said. All day long, through Frederick street, Sounded the tread of marching feet... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1864 - 188 стор.
...snatched the silken scarf ; She leaned far out on the window-sill, And shook it forth with a royal will. A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, Over the face..." Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog ! March on ! " he said. All day long through Frederick street Sounded the tread of marching feet... | |
 | James Edward Murdoch, Thomas Buchanan Read - 1864 - 200 стор.
...forth with a royal will. " Shoot, if you must, this old gray head, But spare your country's flag," she said. A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, Over...face of the leader came; The nobler nature within him stirr'd To life at that woman's deed and word. " Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog!... | |
 | James Madison Watson - 1864 - 434 стор.
...forth with a royal will. " Shoot, if you must, this old gray head, But .spare your country's flag" she said. A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, Over the face 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... | |
 | 1864 - 448 стор.
...beat!, But upare your country's fing," she said. A shade of sadness, a blnsh of ehame, Over the faco of the leader came-. The nobler nature within him stirred To life at llmt woman's doird and wort]. " Who touches a h«ir of yon gray head Dies like a dog I March on!" ho... | |
 | 1864 - 356 стор.
...if you must, this gray old head, But spare your country's flag," she said. A shade of sadness, and a blush of shame, Over the face 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... | |
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Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog! March on!" he said. All day long through Frederick street Sounded the tread of marching feet: All day long that free flag tost Over the heads of the rebel host. 
