Friday, January 3, 2003

Barbara Frietchie Comments

Rating: 3.1

Up from the meadows rich with corn,
Clear in the cool September morn,

The clustered spires of Frederick stand
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John Greenleaf Whittier
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Agnes Potts my mum 25 August 2022

My my mum learnt this in 1916 at school My mother used to recite this to us after the war we

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Sandra Wilson 15 July 2020

What happened to the flag she stole?

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joe parisella 01 December 2019

I wish I could be that brave I pray that some still are

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william callens 28 February 2019

my mom taught me this poem whean I was 7

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LILLAH CARNAFFIN 07 February 2018

My mother taught me this poem when I was 10 years old.

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willam 28 February 2019

that is cool

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Bill Caulfield 14 December 2017

Is Frederick town the current Frederick Maryland or Fredericksburg Maryland?

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Those millionaire football players might do well to read Barbara Fritchie's poem by Whittier, and shed a tear of shame at what they do.

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Tony Jennings 28 July 2009

I recite this to my S. Carolina friends when I see them it reminds them of home and recalls for me of standing in front of the class 66 years ago reciting it from memory for a visiting G.I. Colonel who was visiting my school on the eve of D-Day.

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Mauta Peter 28 March 2009

A great poem and deserving tribute to a deserving lady.

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Steven Good 09 May 2005

I love this poem, and I remember it from very early school days.

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