text:  Now by my faith! goodly sight you mansion fast asleep-- Those winking lamps beside the gate a dull watch seem to keep-- But a gay awaking waits them when the crash of blazing beam And the Fireman's stern reveille shall mingle with their dream! And sound as sleeps that mansion ye may mark in every chink A gleam as in the lava-cracks by the volcano's brink; Through key-hole and through window-slit a white and sullen glow-- And all above is rolling smoke and all is dark below