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

...But spare your country's flag . . . '" At that, Jackson's nobler nature stirred, and he commanded, '"Who touches a hair of yon gray head / Dies like a dog! March on!..."' Such songs as that give us the passion of the Civil War. Many others give us the sadness, and of these...

...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...him stirred 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 Frederick...

...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...came; The nobler nature within him stirred To life at the woman's deed and word; "Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog! March on!" he said....

...flag and waved it back at the Confederate troops, challenging them to shoot again. Whittier wrote: "Shoot, if you must, this old gray head, But spare...him stirred 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.109 Rehnquist 's somewhat...

...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...gray head, But spare your country's flag!" she said. Don't hang the black crepe on America so long as she has this kind of women. America's strength also...

...and students memorized the poems they loved best. Certainly millions of young Americans memorized " 'Shoot, if you must, this old gray head / But spare your country's flag,' she said," from "Barbara Frietchie." Or declaimed with pride the sonorous lines from Emma Lazarus's "The New Colossus"...

...muskets trained on the window, to hold fire. The best-remembered lines recalled Frietchie's famous dare: "Shoot, if you must, this old gray head, But spare your country's flag," she said. But the next stanzas, less often quoted, celebrated Jackson's forbearance: A shade of sadness, a blush...

...old gray head, but spare yoqr country's flag,' she said," and it is recorded of General Jackson — " 'Who touches a hair of yon gray head, dies like a dog — march on' — he said." Barbara Frietchie's work is o'er and the general rides on his raids no more and ever...

...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...him stirred 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 Frederick...