Now soft on the sand, now loud on the ledge, Meanwhile, impatient to mount and ride, And only pausing to fire and load. The second reason why Revere chose this specific church was because of the cooperation of Robert John Newman, the sexton (custodian) of the church who was a fellow patriot and had access to church in the middle of the night. A second lamp in the belfry burns! Meanwhile, his friend, through alley and streetWanders and watches with eager ears, Till in the silence around him he hears The muster of men at the barrack door,The sound of arms, and the tramp of feet, And the measured tread of the grenadiers Marching down to their boats on the shore. A moment only he feels the spell A shape in the moonlight, a bulk in the dark, And the measured tread of the grenadiers, It was one by the village clock,When he galloped into Lexington. And felt the damp of the river fog, Who that day would be lying dead, You know the rest. Through all our history, to the last, The watchful night-wind, as it went A cry of defiance and not of fear, Then he climbed the tower of the Old North Church, “One, if by land, and two, if by sea” phrase was coined by the American poet, Henry W. Longfellow in his poem, Paul Revere’s Ride. And the midnight-message of Paul Revere. So when you read the lines below, please keep in mind the many liberties the great author took in describing the event. And yet, through the gloom and the light. Lonely and spectral and sombre and still. Then he said “Good night!” and with muffled oarSilently rowed to the Charlestown shore,Just as the moon rose over the bay,Where swinging wide at her moorings layThe Somerset, British man-of-war:A phantom ship, with each mast and sparAcross the moon, like a prison-bar,And a huge black hulk, that was magnified By its own reflection in the tide. But lingers and gazes, till full on his sight Why did Revere’s ride become relevant almost 100 years after? Just as the moon rose over the bay, By land or sea from the town to-night, Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch Of the North Church tower, as a signal light, --One, if by land, and two, if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and farm, For the country-folk to be up and to arm." And turned and tightened his saddle-girth; The belfry-tower of the old North Church. And the meeting-house windows, blank and bare. In the books you have read,How the British Regulars fired and fled,—How the farmers gave them ball for ball,From behind each fence and farmyard-wall,Chasing the red-coats down the lane,Then crossing the fields to emerge againUnder the trees at the turn of the road,And only pausing to fire and load. A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door. So through the night rode Paul Revere;And so through the night went his cry of alarmTo every Middlesex village and farm,—A cry of defiance, and not of fear,A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door,And a word that shall echo forevermore!For, borne on the night-wind of the Past,Through all our history, to the last,In the hour of darkness and peril and need,The people will waken and listen to hearThe hurrying hoof-beats of that steed,And the midnight message of Paul Revere. For now, “one if by land, two if by sea” is fully explained for all, and makes a satisfying addition to our store of knowledge on our country’s founding. He said to his friend, "If the British march And the spark struck out by that steed, in his flight,

By land or sea from the town to-night, Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch Of the North Church tower as a signal light,--One if by land, and two if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and farm, For the country folk to be up and to arm." Timothy Cutler was the founding rector after serving as third rector of Yale College from 1719 to 1722. And a word that shall echo forevermore! Silently rowed to the Charlestown shore,

To see the real lantern, one will have to take a trip to Concord like Revere himself and visit the Museum of Concord where one of the lanterns is now on display. Through every Middlesex village and farm, For the country-folk to be up and to arm.”, Then he said “Good night!” and with muffled oar, And a huge black hulk, that was magnified, Meanwhile, his friend, through alley and street. Wanders and watches with eager ears, One, if by land, and two, if by sea; Now gazed on the landscape far and near,

It was a reference to the secret signal orchestrated by Revere during his historic ride from Boston to Concord on the verge of American Revolutionary War. It was created many year later for a commemorative ceremony that since then had been held annually in Boston on the day of the ride. Mr. Clark's. And beneath him, tranquil and broad and deep. By land or sea from the town to-night, Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry-arch Of the North-Church-tower, as a signal-light,— One if by land, and two if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village … Wrapped in silence so deep and still As it rose above the graves on the hill,
The phrase, “One if by land, and two if by sea;” wasn’t used by Paul Revere. The fate of a nation was riding that night; That he could hear, like a sentinel's tread, That he could hear, like a sentinel’s tread, Of the place and the hour, and the secret dread. Swim in the moonlight as he passed, Is the Mystic, meeting the ocean tides; The signal was meant to alert patriots about the route the British troops chose to advance to Concord. It was twelve by the village clockWhen he crossed the bridge into Medford town.He heard the crowing of the cock, And the barking of the farmer’s dog, And felt the damp of the river-fog,That rises when the sun goes down. But mostly he watched with eager search And yet, through the gloom and the light, It was two by the village clock,When he came to the bridge in Concord town.

LISTEN, my children, and you shall hear Then he climbed to the tower of the church,Up the wooden stairs, with stealthy tread,To the belfry-chamber overhead,And startled the pigeons from their perchOn the sombre rafters, that round him madeMasses and moving shapes of shade,—By the trembling ladder, steep and tall,To the highest window in the wall,Where he paused to listen and look downA moment on the roofs of the town,And the moonlight flowing over all. Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, But at the end he was able to safely leave Boston by boat and ride himself so the signal was in fact redundant.

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On a shadowy something far away, and with muffled oar Listen, my children, and you shall hearOf the midnight ride of Paul Revere,On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-Five:Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year.

He heard the crowing of the cock, By the trembling ladder, steep and tall, Then he climbed to the tower of the church. A glimmer, and then a gleam of light! If one were to think of a perfect symbol of American Revolutionary War, perhaps short of the Declaration of Independence itself, if would probably be the Paul Revere’s lanterns. When he crossed the bridge into Medford town.

The sound of arms, and the tramp of feet, One was that the Old North was at the time the tallest building in Boston. Ready to ride and spread the alarm He heard the bleating of the flock, When P.R. He said to his friend, “If the British marchBy land or sea from the town to-night,Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry-archOf the North-Church-tower, as a signal-light,—One if by land, and two if by sea;And I on the opposite shore will be,Ready to ride and spread the alarmThrough every Middlesex village and farm,For the country-folk to be up and to arm.”. To the belfry-chamber overhead, Who at the bridge would be first to fall. Struck out by a steed flying fearless and fleet: When he came to the bridge in Concord town. That was all! On the opposite shore walked Paul Revere. And lo! The Somerset, British man-of-war; Then he said "Good-night!"

When he crossed the bridge into Medford town. He springs to the saddle, the bridle he turns, But lingers and gazes, till full on his sight. Beneath, in the churchyard, lay the dead. And felt the breath of the morning breeze Why did Revere’s ride become relevant almost 100 years after? could easily be arrested by patrols.