Great Fire in Michigan

Farmer’s Loss

Many a homestead it was burned,
And many a family sadly mourned,
The death of those were near and dear,
But fire the tangled bush did clear.

And soon our country was more wealthy,
Now already ’tis more healthy;
’Twas cheap way matted brush to clear,
But for the loss of friends so near.

We lost our houso and barn and corn,
But for long we did not mourn;
For there came quick to our relief,
The nation’s aid to soothe our grief.

It seems to me now but a dream,
How our lives were saved in a broad stream;
Our cattle and horse there we drove,
And bears and wolves were there, by jove.

Though all were huddled in a jam,
Each wild beast was as quiet as lamb;
And there we were for three whole days,
Surrounded by the furious blaze.

Worse than the fire the awful smoke,
To death by hundreds it did choke;
Many thought it was judgment day,
When Heaven and earth would pass away.

Where this text comes from

First published in Poems of James McIntyre (1889). First located printing is this volume; an earlier periodical printing has not been established. [1]

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Cite this poem

James McIntyre (1828?–1906). “Great Fire in Michigan.” First published in Poems of James McIntyre (1889). Text: Poem Index, https://poemindex.org/james-mcintyre/great-fire-in-michigan/. Append #L14 to cite line 14, or #L4-L9 for lines 4–9.

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