Union County star and Lewisburg chronicle. [volume] (Lewisburg, Pa.) 1859-1864, 1861-02-01
From the Atlantic Monthly for January.
PAUL RENERES RIDE

Listen nv children, and you shall hear
OF the midnis hit ride Of faul Revere,
On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy i've
Harry n man l. aiNe
ho remembers that famous day and year.
lie said to his friend, ..If the British march
I.y lana or ses frou the town tonight
lIsng lantern sloit ia the tcliry arch
ut the North Church tOwcr, a = signal hight
one II ~ land, anu two II by -es,
Aud ou the upposIte shore VIII De-
Ready to ride aud spread the alarm
Through every Mdile-, * village and farm,
For the country folk 10 be up aud to arm
Then he said good night, and with mufi-d oar
Silently rode u the Ihar!-sio~n shore,
Just A. the moon the bay,
Who're. swinging wide at her mOorIngs, lay
| The SoIn-r>ylt. British manof var:
& A phantom ship, with each mast and spar
AcrU-s the moon, Ike n prison-bar,
; Ani n huge, black hulk, that Was masnitcd
q By Its own rejection IN the tide
Meanwhile, his friend. through slley and street
WAnG-r. aud watches with eager ears,
Til IN the silence around him he hears
The muster Of men at the lArracs door,
he sound OF arms, and the tramp OF beet,
And the measured tread of the grrnadIers
Marching down 10 their boats Un the shore.
Then be climbed to the tower Of the church,
Jp the wooden stair, with steslthy tr,aI,
t. the heirS chhmt-r overhead
And startled the pigeons from their perch
Uu the .uubrr raftsrs, that round him made
Masses and moving shaI-s Of shade
Up the lisht adder, slender and tall,
Whcre h. paused To listen and looh down
A moment IA the rooi- Of the town,
And the moonlight flowing over all
Beneath in the church, yard, lay the dead
. In their night encamP m.ut on the hill,
Wrapped in silence 80 deep and still
That he could hear like s-ntin-is tread,
The natcLiui nisht-wind. as IL went
Creeping along from tent To tent,
And seeming whisper. 'Ali Is WELL
A moment only h. feels the spell
OF the place and the hour, and the secret dresd
pf tn. lonely belfry and the dead.
For "a ld-ny all hi- thoughts ar. bent
Uu a shadoWy something lar away,
Where thr river Nid-ns 10 meet the bay
A line of black that bends and floats
ON the rising tide, like bridge OF boats.
Meanwhile inpatient TO mount and ride,
Booted aud .purTe,i, SIth heavy stride,
on ihr opposite shore walked Paul Revere.
Now he pattei his horse. eide.
Now be gaz-i the Landscape far and near,
Then imprturus STAMPED the earth,
Aud tuIu,-l and uEhtrnei his saddle sirth;
Eut mostly he watched with eager search
The hcItry tower Of the old North Church,
A. It ro-, above the graves on the hill,
Lonely and spectral, -onibTe anu sui
And 10, as he looks, on the belfry's height,
A GUNNER, and then glesm of light
lie springs to the saddle, the bride he turns,
But hng-Ts ami gAze., Till iuii on his sight
A second lamp IN the beIiFy burns!
A hurry Of hoofs in a village street,
a shale in the moonlight, bulk IN the dark,
And b,n-ath ir, the pebbles in passing, spark
struck out bs II steed that flies fearless snd feet
That all! And yet through the gloom and the lig
The fate O! a nation was riding that night,
And the spark struck out by that steed in his fight
hindied the land into tame with his heat
II was twelve by the village clock.
When he crossed the bridge into Medf0rd town;
lie heard the Growing If the cock,
Aud the barking OF the farmers dog,
And felt the damp Of the riverfus
That rises when the sun goes down.
1t was one by the village clock,