The Fire Bells Are Ringing Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBCBDEEFGEG HIJIEIDEEFGEG ABKBKBLMMNOMP ABQRQRSTTUVTV| One two three hark hark boys | A |
| One two three four | B |
| The fire bells are ringing this wild wintry night | C |
| They ask aid from District Thirty four | B |
| There somebody's riches are now taking flight | C |
| On flame wings away away they soar | B |
| But hark | D |
| With shriek and wail | E |
| How raves the gale | E |
| Like demon steeds it speeds | F |
| like galloping gangs from Pandemonium hurl'd | G |
| Yes firemen take courage did valiant deeds avail | E |
| Then you were the victors of the world | G |
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| Ring the bells again | H |
| Wake the electric wire | I |
| And flash abroad the warning words | J |
| FIRE FIRE | I |
| God save the city for man's devices fail | E |
| When fierce flames with wintry winds conspire | I |
| But hark | D |
| With shriek and wail With shriek and wail | E |
| How raves the gale How raves the gale | E |
| Like demon steeds it speeds | F |
| like galloping gangs from Pandemonium hurl'd | G |
| Yes firemen take courage did valiant deeds avail | E |
| Then your were the victors of the world | G |
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| One two three hark hark boys | A |
| One two three four | B |
| The fire bells are ringing an urgent appeal | K |
| The engines go dashing by the door | B |
| All safe here children no fear need we feel | K |
| But God help in District Thirty four | B |
| What's that | L |
| Look there look there | M |
| A lurid glare | M |
| Lights up the sky aye aye | N |
| and columns of red devouring flame appear | O |
| And see for departure our neighbors prepare | M |
| Perchance there is danger even here | P |
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| One two three hark hark boys | A |
| One two three four | B |
| The fire bells are ringing a last grand alarm | Q |
| How vast must the conflagration be | R |
| Our own roof is blazing yet where free from harm | Q |
| Oh where shall we our treasures flee | R |
| Let's haste | S |
| 'Twill fall 'Twill fall | T |
| That granite wall | T |
| I see it crumbling tumbling | U |
| Fly for your lives from out this fiery grave | V |
| Laid low crush'd buried are some beyond recall | T |
| But thank God my little flock I save | V |
Henry Clay Work
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