FIRE! Fire! Ring! and ring! Hear the old bell bang and ding! Fire! Fire! 'way at night, -- Can't you hear? -- I think you might! -- Can't hear them-air clangin' bells? -- W'y, @3I@1 can't hear nothin' else! Fire! Ain't you 'wake at last! -- Hear them horses poundin' past -- Hear that ladder-wagon grind Round the corner! -- and, behind, Hear the hose-cart, turnin' short, And the horses slip and snort, As the engines clank-and-jar Jolts the whole street, near and far. Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Can't you h'ist that winder higher? La! they've all got past like "scat!" . . . Night's as black as my old hat -- And it's rainin', too, at that! . . . Wonder where their old fire's at! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THEY PRAISE THE SUN by JOHN CROWE RANSOM PROLONGED SONNET: WHEN THE TROOPS WERE RETURNING FROM MILAN by NICCOLO DEGLI ALBIZZI SOULS LAKE by ROBERT STUART FITZGERALD AFTER APPLE PICKING by ROBERT FROST PHILOMELA: PHILOMELA'S ODE [THAT SHE SANG IN HER ARBOR] by ROBERT GREENE THE TUFT OF KELP by HERMAN MELVILLE |