Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Fire Poems

We sat within the farm-house old,
Whose windows, looking o'er the bay,
Gave to the sea-breeze damp and cold,
An easy entrance, night and day.
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Not without fire can any workman mould
The iron to his preconceived design,
Nor can the artist without fire refine
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DEVEREUX FARM, NEAR MARBLEHEAD.
We sat within the farm-house old,
Whose windows, looking o'er the bay,
Gave to the sea-breeze damp and cold,
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