 | Jane and Ann Taylor: Original Poems for Infant Minds |  |
FIRE.
What is it that shoots from the mountain so high,
In many a beautiful spire?
What is it that blazes and curls to the sky?
This beautiful something is—fire.
In many a beautiful spire?
What is it that blazes and curls to the sky?
This beautiful something is—fire.
Loud noises are heard in the caverns to groan,
Hot cinders fall thicker than snow;
Huge stones to a wonderful distance are thrown
For burning fire rages below.
Hot cinders fall thicker than snow;
Huge stones to a wonderful distance are thrown
For burning fire rages below.
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When winter blows bleakly, and bellows the storm,
And frostily twinkle the stars;
When bright burns the fire in the chimney so warm,
And the kettle sings shrill on the bars;
And frostily twinkle the stars;
When bright burns the fire in the chimney so warm,
And the kettle sings shrill on the bars;
Then, call the poor traveller in, covered with snow,
And warm him with charity kind:
Fire is not so warm as the feelings that glow
In the friendly benevolent mind.
And warm him with charity kind:
Fire is not so warm as the feelings that glow
In the friendly benevolent mind.
By fire, rugged metals are fitted for use;
Iron, copper, gold, silver, and tin;
Without its assistance we could not produce
So much as a minikin pin.
Iron, copper, gold, silver, and tin;
Without its assistance we could not produce
So much as a minikin pin.
Fire rages with fury wherever it comes;
If only one spark should be dropped,
Whole houses, or cities, sometimes, it consumes,
Where its violence cannot be stopped.
If only one spark should be dropped,
Whole houses, or cities, sometimes, it consumes,
Where its violence cannot be stopped.
And when the great morning of judgment shall rise,
How wide will its blazes be curled!
With heat, fervent heat, it shall melt down the skies,
And burn up this beautiful world.
How wide will its blazes be curled!
With heat, fervent heat, it shall melt down the skies,
And burn up this beautiful world.
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