. Farm legends. came raining a deluge of fire;And serpents of flame writhed and clambered, and twisted on steeple and spire;And beautiful, glorious Chicago, the city of riches and fame,Was swept by a storm of destruction, was flooded by billows of Fire-king loomed high in his glory, with crimson and flame-stream-ing grinned his fierce scorn on Chicago, doomed Queen of the Northand the West. vn. Then swiftly the quick-breathing city,The fearful and panic-struck citj^The startled and fire-deluged city,Eushed back from the South and the loudly the fire-bells were clan
. Farm legends. came raining a deluge of fire;And serpents of flame writhed and clambered, and twisted on steeple and spire;And beautiful, glorious Chicago, the city of riches and fame,Was swept by a storm of destruction, was flooded by billows of Fire-king loomed high in his glory, with crimson and flame-stream-ing grinned his fierce scorn on Chicago, doomed Queen of the Northand the West. vn. Then swiftly the quick-breathing city,The fearful and panic-struck citj^The startled and fire-deluged city,Eushed back from the South and the loudly the fire-bells were clanging, and ringing their funeral notes;And loudly wild accents of terror came pealing from thousands of throats;And loud was the wagons deep rumbling, and loud the wheels clatter and creak ;And loud was the calling for succor from those who were sightless and weak;And loud were the hoofs of the horses, and loud was the tramping oi feet;And loud was the gales ceaseless howling through fire-lighted alley andstreet;. The Burbling of Chicago. 143 But louder, yet louder, the crashing of roofs and of walls as they fell; And louder, yet louder, the roaring that told of the coming of hell. The Fire-king threw back his black mantle from off his great blood-dappled breast, And sneered in the face of Chicago, the Queen of the North and theWest. VIII. And there, in the terrible city,The panic-struck, terror-crazed city,The flying and flame-pursued torch of the North and the West,A beautiful maiden lay moaning, as many a day she had lain,In fetters of wearisome weakness, and throbbings of pitiful amorous Fire-king came to her—he breathed his hot breath on her cheek;She fled from his touch, but he caught her, and held her, all pulseless and Fire-king he caught her and held her, in warm and unyielding em-brace ;He wrapped her about in his vestments, he pressed his hot lips to her face;Then, sated and palled with his triumph, he scornfully flung her , blacke
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