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   publisher="Harcourt, Brace and Company"
   publisher="Harcourt, Brace and Company"
   journal="Harlem Shadows"
   journal="Harlem Shadows: The Poems of Claude McKay"
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No engines shrieking rescue storm the night,
No engines shrieking rescue storm the night,
And hose and hydrant cannot here avail;
And hose and hydrant cannot here avail;
The flames laugh high and fling their challenging
The flames laugh high and fling their challenging light,
light,
And clouds turn gray and black from silver-pale.
And clouds turn gray and black from silver-pale.
The fire leaps out and licks the ancient walls,
The fire leaps out and licks the ancient walls,

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Bibliographic Information
Author McKay, Claude
Genre Poetry
Journal or Book Harlem Shadows: The Poems of Claude McKay
Publisher Harcourt, Brace and Company
Year of Publication 1922
Pages 55
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No engines shrieking rescue storm the night,
And hose and hydrant cannot here avail;
The flames laugh high and fling their challenging light,
And clouds turn gray and black from silver-pale.
The fire leaps out and licks the ancient walls,
And the big building bends and twists and groans.
A bar drops from its place; a rafter falls
Burning the flowers. The wind in frenzy moans.
The watchers gaze, held wondering by the fire,
The dwellers cry their sorrow to the crowd,
The flames beyond themselves rise higher, higher,
To lose their glory in the frowning cloud,
Yielding at length the last reluctant breath.
And where life lay asleep broods darkly death.

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