LISTEN now, children, and you shall hear
Of the daylight ride of Paul Revere,
The thirteenth December, of Seventy-Four;
Hardly a student of Portsmouth lore
Remembers that famous day and year...
Four months before his long-famous ride
On the eighteenth of April, his ride through the night
After spotting the signal across the tide
That troops were afoot, the lantern light –
His “One, if by land, and two, if by sea” –
This peripatetic patriot, free
To drop all his work – news must travel fast!
At values-as-action, no one surpassed.
That wasn’t his first ride, nor either his last.
The British, quite conscious of gathering threat,
To the rebels would leave no shell, bayonet,
No powder keg, cannon, no arms for their cause,
To men who would free themselves of the King’s laws.
Such was the rumor o’erspreading the street,
As patriots eyed King George’s fleet
At anchor in Boston. A December sleet
Did nothing to quell the fast-rising fear
That harsh retribution was fast growing near…
PAUL REVERE’S OTHER RIDE
by Nancy Grossman
Nancy W. Grossman © 2019