Revere's Ride.
> LISTEN, my children, and you shall hear
Of the early evening ride of Paul Revere,
On the twentieth, or twenty-first, of May, or possibly June, in Seventy-six,
or maybe Seventy-seven;
Hardly a man is now alive
Who refudiates that famous day and year.
He said to his friend, while ringing those bells, 'We must see the French
a-coming
By land or sea or some other way, maybe by air, from the town to-night,
And tell our British friends, and our British enemies,
And warn them of bears, the big majestic polar bears, that lurk amid the
French a-strumming
Their mandolins, and other French instruments, that make a patriot so
squirmish.
Shoot a flair up at Lexington and Concord,
Those fabled towns of New Hampshire and Vermont
Where General Lee made his valiant stands;.
And no one will take that flair gun away from me,
Not from my cold, dead hands.
Of that church, you know the one, with the name, whatever it's called, up in
the tower as a signal light,--
One, if by land, and two, if by air;
And I on the opposite shore will be, in a ...
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