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I	A
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'Twas a drowsy night on Tompkins Hill	B
The very leaves of the trees lay still	B
The world was slumbering ocean deep	C
And even the stars seemed half asleep	C
And winked and blinked at the roofs below	D
As yearning for morn that they might go	D
The streets as stolid and still did lie	A
As they would have done if streets could die	A
The sidewalks stretched as quietly prone	E
As if a foot they had never known	E
And not a cottage within the town	F
But looked as if it would fain lie down	F
Away in the west a stacken cloud	G
With white arms drooping and bare head bowed	G
Was leaning against with drowsy eye	A
The dark blue velveting of the sky	A
And that was the plight	H
Things were in that night	H
Before we were roused the foe to fight	H
The foe so greedy and grand and bright	H
That plagued old Deacon Tompkins	I
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II	A
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The Deacon lay on his first wife's bed	J
His second wife's pillow beneath his head	J
His third wife's coverlet o'er him wide	K
His fourth wife slumbering by his side	K
The parson visioned his Sunday's text	L
And what he should hurl at Satan next	L
The doctor a drowsy half vigil kept	M
Still studying as he partly slept	M
How men might glutton and tope and fly	A
In the face of Death and still not die	A
The lawyer dreamed that his clients meant	N
To club together and then present	O
As proof that their faith had not grown dim	P
A small bright silver hatchet to him	P
The laborer such sound slumber knew	Q
He hadn't a dream the whole night through	Q
The ladies dreamed but I can't say well	R
What 'tis they dream for they never tell	R
In short such a general drowsy time	S
Had ne'er been known in that sleepy clime	S
As on the night	H
Of clamor and fright	H
We were roused the treacherous foe to fight	H
The foe so greedy and grand and bright	H
And carrying such an appetite	H
That plagued old Deacon Tompkins	I
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III	A
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When all at once the old court house bell	R
Which had a voice like a maniac's yell	R
Cried out as if in its dim old sight	H
The judgment day had come in the night	H
Bang whang whang bang clang dang bang whang	T
The poor old parcel of metal sang	T
Whereat from mansion cottage and shed	J
Rose men and women as from the dead	J
In different stages of attire	U
And shouted The town is all afire	V
Which came as near to being true	Q
As some more leisurely stories do	Q
They saw on the Deacon's house a glare	W
And everybody hurried there	W
And such a lot of visitors he	X
Had never before the luck to see	X
The Deacon received these guests of night	H
In a costume very simple and white	H
And after a drowsy scared Ahem	S
He asked them what he could do for them	S
Fire fire they shouted your house's afire	V
And then with energy sudden and dire	V
They rushed through the mansion's solitudes	X
And helped the Deacon to move his goods	X
And that was the sight	H
We had that night	H
When roused by the people who saw the light	H
Atop of the cottage cozy and white	H
Where lived old Deacon Tompkins	X
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IV	Y
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Ah me the way that they rummaged round	Z
Ah me the startling things they found	Z
No one with a fair idea of space	X
Would ever have thought that in one place	X
Were half the things that with a shout	A2
These neighborly burglars hustled out	A2
Came articles that the Deacon's wives	X
Had all been gathering half their lives	X
Came furniture such as one might see	X
Didn't grow in the trunk of every tree	X
A tall clock centuries old 'twas said	J
Leaped out of a window heels o'er head	J
A veteran chair in which when new	Q
George Washington sat for a minute or two	Q
A bedstead strong as if in its lap	B2
Old Time might take his terminal nap	B2
Dishes that in meals long agone	Q
The Deacon's fathers had eaten on	Q
Clothes made of every cut and hue	Q
That couldn't remember when they were new	Q
A mirror scathless many a day	C2
'Twas promptly smashed in the regular way	C2
Old shoes enough if properly thrown	Q
To bring good luck to all creatures known	Q
And children thirteen more or less	X
In varying plenitude of dress	X
And that was the sight	H
We had that night	H
When roused the terrible foe to fight	H
Which blazed aloft to a moderate height	H
And turned the cheeks of the timid white	H
Including Deacon Tompkins	X
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V	X
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Lo where the engines reeking hot	D2
Dashed up to the interesting spot	D2
Came Number Two The City's Hope	E2
Propelled by a line of men and rope	E2
And after them on a spiteful run	Q
The Ocean Billows or Number One	Q
And soon the two induced to play	C2
By a hundred hands were working away	C2
Until to the Deacon's flustered sight	H
As he danced about in his robe of white	H
It seemed as if by the hand of Fate	F2
House cleaning day were some two years late	F2
And with complete though late success	X
Had just arrived by the night express	X
The Ocean Billows were at high tide	K
And flung their spray upon every side	K
The City's Hope were in perfect trim	S
Preventing aught like an interim	S
And a Hook and Ladder Company came	S
With hooks and ropes and a long hard name	S
And with an iconoclastic frown	Q
Were about to pull the whole thing down	Q
When some one raised the assuring shout	A2
It's only the chimney a burnin' out	A2
Whereat with a sense of injured trust	G2
The crowd went home in complete disgust	G2
Scarce one of those who with joyous shout	A2
Assisted the Deacon in moving out	A2
Refrained from the homeward flowing din	Q
To help the Deacon at moving in	Q
And that was the plight	H
In which that night	H
They left the Deacon clad in white	H
Who felt he was hardly treated right	H
And used some words in the flickering light	H
Not orthodox in their purport quite	H
Poor put out Deacon Tompkins	X

William Mckendree Carleton

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