Barbara Frietchie - Poem by John Greenleaf Whittier Up from the meadows rich with corn. Clear in the cool September morn. The clustered spires of Frederick stand. Green- walled by the hills of Maryland.
Round about them orchards sweep. Apple and peach tree fruited deep.
Fair as the garden of the Lord. To the eyes of the famished rebel horde. On that pleasant morn of the early fall. When Lee marched over the mountain- wall. Over the mountains winding down. Horse and foot, into Frederick town.
Forty flags with their silver stars. Forty flags with their crimson bars. Flapped in the morning wind: the sun. Of noon looked down, and saw not one. Up rose old Barbara Frietchie then. Bowed with her fourscore years and ten.
Bravest of all in Frederick town. She took up the flag the men hauled down.
Whittier’s tribute to Barbara Frietchie describes “the clustered spires of Frederick” as surrounded by fruit orchards: “Round about them orchards sweep. A s a Quaker during wartime, Whittier struggled to write patriotic poetry that wasn’t warlike, he heard a story that inspired such a poem.
In her attic window the staff she set. To show that one heart was loyal yet. Up the street came the rebel tread. Stonewall Jackson riding ahead.
Bullwinkle tells about Barbara Frietchie and the war that went on.
Barbara Frietchie Poem Summary
Under his slouched hat left and right. He glanced; the old flag met his sight.'Halt!' - the dust- brown ranks stood fast.'Fire!' - out blazed the rifle- blast. It shivered the window, pane and sash.
It rent the banner with seam and gash. Quick, as it fell, from the broken staff. Dame Barbara snatched the silken scarf. She leaned far out on the window- sill. And shook it forth with a royal will.'Shoot, if you must, this old gray head.
But spare your country's flag,' she said. A shade of sadness, a blush of shame. Over the face of the leader came. The nobler nature within him stirred. To life at that woman's deed and word. Who touches a hair of yon gray head.
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