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The Firemen's Ball Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Section One	A
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Give the engines room	B
Give the engines room	B
Louder faster	C
The little band master	C
Whips up the fluting	D
Hurries up the tooting	D
He thinks that he stands	E
To be read or chanted with the heavy buzzing bass	F
of fire engines pumping	D
The reins in his hands	E
In the fire chief's place	G
In the night alarm chase	G
The cymbals whang	D
The kettledrums bang	D
In this passage the reading or chanting	D
is shriller and higher	C
Clear the street	H
Clear the street	H
Clear the street Boom boom	B
In the evening gloom	B
In the evening gloom	B
Give the engines room	B
Give the engines room	B
Lest souls be trapped	I
In a terrible tomb	B
The sparks and the pine brands	E
Whirl on high	J
From the black and reeking alleys	K
To the wide red sky	J
Hear the hot glass crashing	D
Hear the stone steps hissing	D
Coal black streams	L
Down the gutters pour	M
There are cries for help	N
From a far fifth floor	M
For a longer ladder	C
Hear the fire chief call	O
Listen to the music	D
Of the firemen's ball	O
Listen to the music	D
Of the firemen's ball	O
To be read or chanted in a heavy bass	F
'Tis the	P
NIGHT	Q
Of doom	B
Say the ding dong doom bells	R
NIGHT	Q
Of doom	B
Say the ding dong doom bells	R
Faster faster	C
The red flames come	S
Hum grum say the engines	T
Hum grum grum	S
Shriller and higher	C
Buzz buzz	U
Says the crowd	V
See see	W
Calls the crowd	V
Look out	X
Yelps the crowd	V
And the high walls fall	O
Listen to the music	D
Of the firemen's ball	O
Listen to the music	D
Of the firemen's ball	O
Heavy bass	F
'Tis the	P
NIGHT	Q
Of doom	B
Say the ding dong doom bells	R
NIGHT	Q
Of doom	B
Say the ding dong doom bells	R
Whangaranga whangaranga	D
Whang whang whang	D
Clang clang clangaranga	D
Bass much slower	C
Clang clang clang	D
Clang a ranga	D
Clang a ranga	D
Clang	D
Clang	D
Clang	D
Listen to the music	D
Of the firemen's ball	O
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Section Two	Y
	-
Many's the heart that's breaking	D
If we could read them all	O
After the ball is over An old song	D
	-
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To be read or sung slowly and softly	W
in the manner of lustful insinuating music	D
Scornfully gaily	W
The bandmaster sways	Z
Changing the strain	A2
That the wild band plays	Z
With a red and royal intoxication	A
A tangle of sounds	B2
And a syncopation	A
Sweeping and bending	D
From side to side	C2
Master of dreams	L
With a peacock pride	C2
A lord of the delicate flowers of delight	Q
He drives compunction	A
Back through the night	Q
Dreams he's a soldier	C
Plumed and spurred	D2
And valiant lads	E2
Arise at his word	D2
Flaying the sober	C
Thoughts he hates	F2
Driving them back	D
From the dream town gates	F2
How can the languorous	F2
Dancers know	G2
The red dreams come	S
To be read or chanted slowly and softly	W
in the manner of lustful insinuating music	D
When the good dreams go	G2
'Tis the	P
NIGHT	Q
Of love	H2
Call the silver joy bells	F2
NIGHT	Q
Of love	H2
Call the silver joy bells	F2
Honey and wine	I2
Honey and wine	I2
Sing low now violins	F2
Sing sing low	G2
Blow gently wood wind	J2
Mellow and slow	G2
Like midnight poppies	F2
The sweethearts bloom	B
Their eyes flash power	C
Their lips are dumb	S
Faster and faster	C
Their pulses come	S
Though softer now	K2
The drum beats fall	O
Honey and wine	I2
Honey and wine	I2
'Tis the firemen's ball	O
'Tis the firemen's ball	O
	-
With a climax of whispered mourning	D
I am slain	A2
Cries true love	H2
There in the shadow	G2
And I die	J
Cries true love	H2
There laid low	G2
When the fire dreams come	S
The wise dreams go	G2
Suddenly interrupting To be read or sung in	L2
a heavy bass First eight lines as harsh as possible	M2
Then gradually musical and sonorous	F2
BUT HIS CRY IS DROWNED	N2
BY THE PROUD BAND MASTER	C
And now great gongs whang	D
Sharper faster	C
And kettledrums rattle	M2
And hide the shame	O2
With a swish and a swirk	D
In dead love's name	O2
Red and crimson	A
And scarlet and rose	F2
Magical poppies	F2
The sweethearts bloom	B
The scarlet stays	F2
When the rose flush goes	F2
And love lies low	G2
In a marble tomb	B
'Tis the	P
NIGHT	Q
Of doom	B
Call the ding dong doom bells	F2
NIGHT	Q
Of Doom	B
Call the ding dong doom bells	F2
Sharply interrupting in a very high key	D
Hark how the piccolos still make cheer	P2
'Tis a moonlight night in the spring of the year	P2
Heavy bass	F2
CLANGARANGA CLANGARANGA	D
CLANG CLANG CLANG	D
CLANG A RANGA	D
CLANG A RANGA	D
CLANG CLANG CLANG	D
LISTEN TO THE MUSIC	D
OF THE FIREMEN'S BALL	O
LISTEN TO THE MUSIC	D
OF THE FIREMEN'S BALL	O
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Section Three	D
	-
In Which contrary to Artistic Custom the moral of the piece	F2
is placed before the reader	C
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From the first Khandaka of the Mahavagga There Buddha	P
thus addressed his disciples 'Everything O mendicants is burning	D
With what fire is it burning I declare unto you it is burning	D
with the fire of passion with the fire of anger with the fire of ignorance	F2
It is burning with the anxieties of birth decay and death	Q2
grief lamentation suffering and despair A disciple	M2
becoming weary of all that divests himself of passion	A
By absence of passion he is made free '	-
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To be intoned after the manner of a priestly service	F2
I once knew a teacher	C
Who turned from desire	C
Who said to the young men	R2
Wine is a fire	C
Who said to the merchants	F2
Gold is a flame	O2
That sears and tortures	F2
If you play at the game	O2
I once knew a teacher	C
Who turned from desire	C
Who said to the soldiers	F2
Hate is a fire	C
Who said to the statesmen	L2
Power is a flame	O2
That flays and blisters	F2
If you play at the game	O2
I once knew a teacher	C
Who turned from desire	C
Who said to the lordly	M2
	-
Pride is a fire	C
Who thus warned the revellers	F2
Life is a flame	O2
Be cold as the dew	Y
Would you win at the game	O2
With hearts like the stars	F2
With hearts like the stars	F2
Interrupting very loudly for the last time	S2
SO BEWARE	T2
SO BEWARE	T2
SO BEWARE OF THE FIRE	C
Clear the streets	F2
BOOM BOOM	B
Clear the streets	F2
BOOM BOOM	B
GIVE THE ENGINES ROOM	B
GIVE THE ENGINES ROOM	B
LEST SOULS BE TRAPPED	I
IN A TERRIBLE TOMB	B
SAYS THE SWIFT WHITE HORSE	F2
TO THE SWIFT BLACK HORSE	F2
THERE GOES THE ALARM	U2
THERE GOES THE ALARM	U2
THEY ARE HITCHED THEY ARE OFF	V2
THEY ARE GONE IN A FLASH	W2
AND THEY STRAIN AT THE DRIVER'S IRON ARM	U2
CLANG A RANGA CLANG A RANGA	D
CLANG CLANG CLANG	D
CLANG A RANGA CLANG A RANGA	D
CLANG CLANG CLANG	D
CLANG A RANGA CLANG A RANGA	D
CLANG CLANG CLANG	D