A wild stream, blazing by...
Red ruin... fearful flaming leaps...
White faces to the sky....
"The engines, Ho! back for your lives!"
And out the Firemen dash'd;
"Stand clear in front! room, townsmen, room!"—
Like lightning thro' the gath'ring gloom
The swarthy helmets flash'd:
Stand from the causeway—Horse and Man!—
Back, while there's time for aid—