The Mason Street Engine House
Don’t
move the engine house away
From good old Mason Street;
Nay,
nay, good neighbors, let it stay
To make our lives complete.
It
is a landmark, old and rare,
Historical and dear;
Disturb
it not, but leave it there,
Our daily lives to cheer.
You
would not move the Common, sires,
Nor Bunker Hill, I say?
Then
let the King of Boston fires
In Mason alley stay.
O,
city fathers! Spare our tears,
Touch not a brick, I trow,
In
busy days it’s quelled the fears,
And will protect it now.
We
would not miss the “toot, toot, toot,”
Adown the winding vale;
We
fain would see the teamsters scoot
To let the engine sail.
Ah!
Life would be too dull for us,
Too tame and incomplete
Without
the scamper and the fuss
Along old Mason Street.
March 10, ‘10
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