 | John Swett - 1867 - 252 стор.
...his native towi But held his own in the fight next day, When all his townsfolk ran away. That was in July, sixty-three, The very day that General Lee,...backward reeled From a stubborn Meade and a barren field. And it was terrible. On the right Raged for hours the heady fight, Thundered the battery's double bass... | |
 | John Swett - 1868 - 246 стор.
...town; When all his townsfolk ran away. That was in July, sixty-three, The very day that General Leo, Flower of Southern chivalry, Baffled and beaten backward reeled From a stubborn Meade and a barren field. And it was terrible. On the right Ilaged for hours the heady fight, Thundered the battery's double... | |
 | Francis Bret Harte - 1880 - 288 стор.
...his native town, But held his own in the fight next day, When all his townsfolk ran away. That was in July, sixty-three, The very day that General Lee,...Looking down the village street, Where, in the shade of hie peaceful vine, He heard the low of his gathered kir.e. And felt their breath with incense sweet... | |
 | Bret Harte - 1872 - 410 стор.
...his native town, But held his own in the fight next day, When all his townsfolk ran away. That was in July, sixty-three, The very day that General Lee,...of Southern chivalry, Baffled and beaten, backward reuled From a stubborn Meade and a barren field. I might tell how, but the day before, John Burns stood... | |
 | 1872 - 514 стор.
...When all his townsfolk ran away. That was in July, sixty-three, — The very day that General Lee, The flower of Southern chivalry, Baffled and beaten, backward reeled From a stubborn Mcade and a barren field. I might tell how, but the day before, John Burns stood at his cottage-door,... | |
 | H. L. D. Potter - 1873 - 444 стор.
...July, sixty-three, The very day that General Lee, Flower of Southern chivalry, Baffled ana beatea, backward reeled From a stubborn Meade and a barren...the shade of his peaceful vine, He heard the low of hia gathered kine, And felt their breath with incense sweet ; Or I might say, when the sunset burned... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1873 - 400 стор.
...his native town; But held his own in the fight next day, When all his townsfolk ran away. That was in July, sixty-three, The very day that General Lee,...backward reeled From a stubborn Meade and a barren field. 2. I might tell how, but the day before, John Burns stood at his cottage door, Looking down the village... | |
 | Bret Harte - 1873 - 164 стор.
...his native town: But held his own in the fight next day, When all his townsfolk ran away. That was in July, sixty-three, The very day that General Lee,...Southern chivalry, Baffled and beaten, backward reeled I might tell how, but the day before, John Burns stood at his cottage door, Looking down the village... | |
 | Bret Harte - 1875 - 164 стор.
...his native town: But held his own in the fight next day, When all his townsfolk ran away. That was in July, sixty-three, The very day that General Lee,...Southern chivalry, Baffled and beaten, backward reeled I might tell how, but the day before, John Burns stood at his cottage door, Looking down the village... | |
 | 1876 - 732 стор.
...When all his townsfolk ran away. That was in July, sixty-throe, — The very day that General Lee, The flower of Southern chivalry, Baffled and beaten, backward...tell how, but the day before, John Burns stood at his cottage-door, Looking down the village street, Where, in the shade of his peaceful vine, He heard the... | |
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Brief is the glory that hero earns, Briefer the story of poor John Burns : He was the fellow who won renown, — The only man who didn't back down When the rebels rode through his native town But held his own in the fight next day, When all his townsfolk... 
