 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 páginas
...the broad belt of light. Toward the shade of the forest so dreary. Hark ! was it the night wind that rustled the leaves ? Was it moonlight so wondrously flashing? It looked like a rifle— "Ah! Mary, good-by!" And the life-blood is ebbing and plashing. All quiet along the Potomac tonight.... | |
 | Sir William Howard Russell - 1861 - 1102 páginas
...Hashing : It looked like a ride—" Ha ! Mary, good-live ! " And the life-blood U ebbing and pla>Ling. All quiet along the Potomac to-night ! No sound save the rush of the river ; While »oft falls the dew on the faco of the dead— The picket's off duty forever! E. B ' In respect to... | |
 | 1862 - 500 páginas
...the broad belt of light, Toward the shade of the forest as dreary. HI ik I was it the night wind that rustled the leaves ! Was it moonlight so wondrously flashing? It looked like a rifle— "Ah! Mary, good-bye!" And the life blood is ebbing and plashing. All quiet along the Potomac to-nlphtl... | |
 | John Henry Hayward - 1863 - 410 páginas
...light, Toward the shade of the forest so dreary. Hark! was it the night-wind that rustled the leaves r Was it moonlight so wond'rously flashing ? It looked like a rifle— " Ha! Mary, good-by !" _ And the life-blood is ebbing and plashing. All quiet along the Potomac to-night, ]STo sound save... | |
 | 1864 - 356 páginas
...and weary ; Yet onward he goes, through the broad belt of light, Hark ! was it the night-wind that rustled the leaves ? Was it moonlight so wondrously...and 'plashing. All quiet along the Potomac to-night, — ]STo sound save the rush of the river ; While soft falls the dew on the face of the dead, — The... | |
 | Frank Moore - 1864 - 354 páginas
...the broad belt of light, Toward the shades of the forest so dreary. Hark! was it the night-wind that rustled the leaves ? Was it moonlight so wondrously...and plashing. All quiet along the Potomac to-night, — Kb sound save the rush of the river; While soft falls the dew on the face of the dead, — The... | |
 | A.A. Griffith - 1865 - 260 páginas
...the broad belt of light Towards the shades of the forest so dreary. Hark ! was it the night wind that rustled the leaves, Was it moonlight so wondrously...flashing ? It looked like a rifle — " Ha ! Mary, good-bye ! " And the life-blood is ebbing and plashing. All quiet along the Potomac to-night, No sound... | |
 | Felix Octavius Carr Darley - 1866 - 44 páginas
...broad belt of light, Towards the shades of the forest so dreary. Hark ! was it the night-wind that rustled the leaves ; Was it moonlight so wondrously...good-by !" And the life-blood is ebbing and plashing. WAR LYRICS. All quiet along the Potomac to-night, — No sound save the rush of the river ; While soft... | |
 | Richard Grant White - 1866 - 368 páginas
...the broad belt of light, Toward the shades of the forest so dreary. Hark ! was it the night-wind that rustled the leaves ? Was it moonlight so wondrously flashing ? It looked like a rifle : " Ha ! Mary, good-bye ! " And the life-blood is ebbing and plashing. All quiet along the Potomac to-night, — •... | |
 | Frank Moore - 1866 - 654 páginas
...the broad belt of light, Towards the shades of the forest so dreary. Hark! was it the night-wind that rustled the leaves ? Was it moonlight so wondrously flashing ? It looked like a rifle — " Ha ! MAHY, good- by ! " And the life-blood is ebbing and plashing. All quiet along the Potomac to-night... | |
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The red life-blood is ebbing and plashing. All quiet along the Potomac to-night; No sound save the rush of the river; While soft falls the dew on the face of the dead — The picket's off duty forever ! Ethel Lynn Beers. 
