Paul Revere's Ride - Tone

Midnight Ride of Paul Revere Poem Analysis

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GLOOMY
A phantom ship, with each mast and sparAcross the moon like a prison bar,
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HOPEFUL
The fate of a nation was riding that night;And the spark struck out by that steed, in his flight, Kindled the land into flame with its heat.
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HORROR
And the meeting-house windows, blank and bare,Gaze at him with a spectral glare,As if they already stood aghastAt the bloody work they would look upon

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