A Bale-fire kindled in the night,
By night a blaze, by day a cloud,
With flame and smoke all England woke,—
It climbed so high, it roared so loud:
While over Massachusetts’ pines
Uprose a white and steadfast star;
And many a night it hung...
A bale-fire kindled in the night,
By night a blaze, by day a cloud,
With flame and smoke all England woke,—
It climbed so high, it roared so loud:
While over Massachusetts’ pines
Uprose a white and steadfast star;
And many a night it hung...
