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...and gash. Quick, as it feel 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 grey old head, But spare your country's flag," she said. A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, Over...

...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 grey head, 35 But spare your country's flag," she said. A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, Over...

...window-sill And shook it forth with ar*.yal will. " Shoot, if you must, this gray, old head But spare j'our country's flag," she said. A shade of sadness, a blush of shame O'er the face of the leader came ; The nobler nature within stirred To life at that woman's deed and...

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...the patriotic Barbara snatched it up, and leaning, says Whittier, " Far out on the window sill, She shook it forth with a royal will ; ' Shoot, if you...him stirr'd To life at that woman's deed and word ; * Who touches a hair of yon gray head, Dies like a dog ! March on ! ' he said. All day long through...