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| The first of three songs in this Library by George F. Root, of the Chicago firm of Root & Cady. To be sung "con fuoco" (with fire). |
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Con Fuoco.
1. Flames! flames! terrible flames! How they rise, how they mount, how they fly. The heavens are spread with a fierce lurid glare, Red heat is filling the earth with air, While, mercy! mercy! We hear the despairing ones cry. chorus: (Moderato) for alto, tenor, bass, and the air, and piano accompaniment Passing thro' the fire! passing thro' the fire, And it is our Father's hand, Tho' we may not understand Why we're passing thro' the fire, passing thro' the fire! 2. Flames! flames! terrible flames! How they sweep, how they rush, how they roar. See the hideous tongues round the roof, tree and spire, As swells their wild carnival higher and higher, Till falling! crashing! Our glorious city's no more. 3. Flames! flames! terrible flames! What a fearful destruction they bring. What suff'ring and want in their train follow fast, As forth on the streets homeless thousands are cast, But courage! courage! From the mid'st of the furnace we sing. |
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