Fire! Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDDDBE BBBBFFDDDGDDGDG HHBHBDDIDIBBBIJKLKLB BMBBMJNBOOOBBBBJJBPB IQR| By Sir W S | A |
| I | - |
| St Giles's street is fair and wide | B |
| St Giles's street is long | C |
| But long or wide may naught abide | B |
| Therein of guile or wrong | C |
| For through St Giles's to and fro | D |
| The mild ecclesiastics go | D |
| From prime to evensong | D |
| It were a fearsome task perdie | B |
| To sin in such good company | E |
| II | - |
| Long had the slanting beam of day | B |
| Proclaimed the Thirtieth of May | B |
| Ere now erect its fiery heat | B |
| Illumined all that hallowed street | B |
| And breathing benediction on | F |
| Thy serried battlements St John | F |
| Suffused at once with equal glow | D |
| The cluster'd Archipelago | D |
| The Art Professor's studio | D |
| And Mr Greenwood's shop | G |
| Thy building Pusey where below | D |
| The stout Salvation soldiers blow | D |
| The cornet till they drop | G |
| Thine Balliol where we move and oh | D |
| Thine Randolph where we stop | G |
| III | - |
| But what is this that frights the air | H |
| And wakes the curate from his lair | H |
| In Pusey's cool retreat | B |
| To leave the feast to climb the stair | H |
| And scan the startled street | B |
| As when perambulate the young | D |
| And call with unrelenting tongue | D |
| On home mamma and sire | I |
| Or voters shout with strength of lung | D |
| For Hall Co's Entire | I |
| Or Sabbath breakers scream and shout | B |
| The band of Booth with drum devout | B |
| Eliza on her Sunday out | B |
| Or Farmer with his choir | I |
| IV | J |
| E'en so with shriek of fife and drum | K |
| And horrid clang of brass | L |
| The Fire Brigades of England come | K |
| And down St Giles's pass | L |
| Oh grand methinks in such array | B |
| To spend a Whitsun Holiday | B |
| All soaking to the skin | M |
| Yet shoes and hose alike are stout | B |
| The shoes to keep the water out | B |
| The hose to keep it in | M |
| V | J |
| They came from Henley on the Thames | N |
| From Berwick on the Tweed | B |
| And at the mercy of the flames | O |
| They left their children and their dames | O |
| To come and play their little games | O |
| On Morrell's dewy mead | B |
| Yet feared they not with fire to play | B |
| The pyrotechnics so they say | B |
| Were very fine indeed | B |
| VI | J |
| P S by Lord Macaulay | J |
| Then let us bless Our Gracious Queen and eke the Fire Brigade | B |
| And bless no less the horrid mess they've been and gone | P |
| and made | B |
| Remove the dirt they chose to squirt upon our best attire | I |
| Bless all but most the lucky chance that no one | Q |
| shouted 'Fire ' | R |
Sir Arthur Quiller-couch
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