Baltimore Fire

It was always through a falls by a narrow.
That I heard a cry I ever shall remember,
The fire sent and cast its burning embers
On another fated city of our land.

     Fire, fire, I heard the cry
     From every breeze that passes by,
     All the world was one sad cry of pity
     Strong men in angry praise,
     Calling loud to Heaven for aid,
     While the fire in ruin was laying
     Fair Baltimore, the beautiful city

Amid an awful struggle of commotion,
The wind blew a gale from the ocean,
Brave firemen struggled with devotion,
But they after all proved in vain.

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