Listen my children, and you shall hear...
Of the Midnight Capture of Paul Revere...
Hardly a soul is now alive...
Who remembers the true story of that night...
Two moons before that fateful night...
Paul Revere got it right...
To Concord he rode to warn the men...
And actually made it there for once!
He knew the Reds' plan, but did not know when...
So two nights later he rode again!
He climbed the tower of the Old North Church...
And stood upon its fateful perch!
If they came by land, one light he'd send!
If they came by sea, two lights it'd be!
One if by land, and two if by sea!
The signal is for you, and not for me!
And Dawes, on the opposite shore you'll be!
Ready to ride and spread the alarm!
To every Middlesex village and farm!
For the country folk, be up and arm!
Two lights Dawes saw, so off he rode!
Down the Boston to Lexington road!
Revere with muffled oars did he...
Set out by sea, and no one did see!
Not even the Somerset man of war...
Could hear the rowing of Revere's oars!
And off to Lexington they rode...
To warn Hancock and Adams' abodes!
On their way to Concord someone they caught...
A man whose name was Samuel Prescott!
Along with them young Prescott rode...
To warn the rebels of Concord!
But on the way did their eyes see...
A Redcoat regiment, clear as could be!
Revere was captured by the Reds...
And thought for sure that he was dead!
To jail they took him, but thanks to God...
They did not capture Samuel Prescott!
On to Concord did Prescott ride,
And when he got there he did confide...
"The Regulars are Coming, the Regulars are Coming!"
The rebels thanked him for his report...
And got to work getting ready for war!
Not so fortunate was Samuel Dawes...
Captured by the Reds, he soon was!
With Revere he went to jail...
And they did pray Prescott had sailed!
But it wasn't just Prescott who got away!
Hundreds more did win the day!
To every town they rode away!
To warn the men of Freedom's way!
The next day the Minutemen did wait...
On the Old North Bridge for the Reds to meet!
Who fired the first shot, no one knows!
But fire they did, that's how it goes!
With that one shot heard 'round the world...
Into war the colonies hurled!
They gave the Redcoats ball for ball...
And on that day, they won it all!
And that is the message I'd like to share,
That the hero was not Paul Revere!
If Prescott had not returned from his date,
The war would've ended with no wait!
So thank you dear Lord for Samuel Prescott!
The true hero, who time forgot!
And thank you to Revere as well...
And all who rode so very well!
Just don't forget what happened here!
Of the Midnight Capture of Paul Revere!
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The Midnight Capture of Paul Revere
PoetryAs much as I love Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's "The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere," it gets pretty much everything wrong. Spoiler alert: Revere never made it to Concord. So I remade the poem to be historically accurate.