Oh, from out the sounding cells What a gush of euphony voluminously wells ! How it swells ! How it dwells On the Future ! how it tells Of the rapture that impels To the swinging and the ringing Of the bells, bells, bells, Of the bells, bells, bells, bells—... Class-book of English poetry - Page 281by English poetry - 1866Full view - About this book
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...hells— To the rhyming and the chiming of the hells! in Hear the loud alarum hells — Brazen hells! What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells! In the startled ear of night How they seream out their affright! Too much horrified to speak, They can only shriek, shriek, Out of tune,... | |
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