- Barbara Frietchie
BY JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER 1807–1892 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.
- Up the street came the rebel tread,
Stonewall Jackson riding ahead.
- It shivered the window, pane and sash;
It rent the banner with seam and gash.
- March on!” he said.
- All day long through Frederick street
Sounded the tread of marching feet:
All day long that free flag tost
Over the heads of the rebel host.
- Over Barbara Frietchie’s grave
Flag of Freedom and Union, wave!
Barbara Frietchie 
