Paul Revere's Ride - Tone
Storyboard Beskrivelse
Midnight Ride of Paul Revere Poem Analysis
Storyboard Tekst
- Glide: 1
- GLOOMY
- A phantom ship, with each mast and sparAcross the moon like a prison bar,
- Glide: 2
- 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.
- Glide: 3
- 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