The Rescue

Tis life or death, to the rescue fly!
Fire! Fire! - Awake! Awake!
From the weary brow and dreamy eye
The dews of slumber shake!
A face gleams white on the giddy height,
O father, shield the brave
Mid piercing cries, through the smoke they rise
Help! Help! - Save
Clear the way for the fire brigade
They cannot brook delay
When driving past, like the roaring blast
To the fierce and fiery fray
In the scorching breath
Of the phantom death
Undaunted, Undismayed
When the strong have failed
And the bravest paled
Clear the way for the fire brigade