...good news from Ghent to Aix,' or even Longfellow's national ballad of 'Paul Bevere's •Bide't— ' A hurry of hoofs in a village street, A shape in the...the light The fate of a nation was riding that night ' — can be justly quoted on the other side. Yet from the time when Heine, whose balladist genius...

...And turned and tightened his saddle-girth ; But mostly he watched with eager search The belfry-tower of the Old North Church, As it rose above the graves...light, The fate of a nation was riding that night ;j And the spark struck out by that steed, in his He has left the village and mounted the steep, And...

...a bridge of boats. Then the watchman hangs the signal-lights in the belfry, and there comes A hnrry of hoofs in a village street, A shape in the moonlight,...The fate of a nation was riding that night; And the sparks struck out by that steed, in his flight, Kindled the land into flame with its heat. Paul Revere...

...bridle he turns, But lingers and gazes, till full on his sight A second lamp in the belfry burns ! 9. A hurry of hoofs in a village street, A shape in the...nation was riding that night ; And the spark struck cut by that steed, in his flight, Kindled the land into flame with its heat. 1 0. It was twelve by...

...bulk in the dark, And beneath from the pebbles, in passing, a spark Struck out by a steed that flies fearless and fleet: That was all ! And yet, through...night; And the spark struck out by that steed, in his flighty Kindled the land into flame with its heat. It was twelve by the village clock, "When he crossed...

...And beneath from the pebbles, in passing, a spark Struck out by a steed flying fearless and licet; That was all ! And yet, through the gloom and the...nation was riding that night ; And the spark struck dut by that steed, in his flight, Kindled the land into flame with its heat. He has left tho village...

...chamberlain ! What a proud embassy ! Monsieur, I make you my compliments in your new place. — Thackeray. That was all ! And yet through the gloom and the light The fate of a nation was riding that night. — Longfellow. Ashamed to toil art thou? Ashamed of thy dingy workshop and dusty labor field ; of...

...Struck out by a steed flying fearless and • fleet : That was all ! And yet, through the gloom and tin: light. The fate of a nation was riding that night ; And the spark struck out by that steed, in his Night, Kindled the laud into flame with its licit. He has left the village and mounted the steep, And...

...passing, a spark Struck out by a steed that flies fearless and fleet: That was all! And yet, thro' the gloom and the light, The fate of a nation was riding that night ; And the spark struck out by the steed, in his flight, Kindled the land into flame with its heat. 7. It was twelve by the village...

...beneath, from the pebbles, in passing, a spark Strnck out by a steed fearless and fleet, Th'it was through all ! and yet, through the gloom and the light, The fate of a nation was riding that night : And rhc spark struck out by that steed in his flight, Kindled the land into flame with its heat." I ask...