Poetry of the bells, . i . 7«2 36 *!3. On the Future ! how it tellsOf the rapture that impelsTo the swinging and the ringing Of the bells, bells, bells,Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,Bells, bells, bells,—To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells ! 1 Hear the loud alarum bells—-Brazen bells !What a tale of terror now their turbulency tells! 4 In the ftartled ear of nightHow they scream out their affright!Too much horrified to speak,They can only fhriek, fhriek,Out of tune, y In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, ^sJ In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire,Leaping

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Poetry of the bells, . i . 7«2 36 *!3. On the Future ! how it tellsOf the rapture that impelsTo the swinging and the ringing Of the bells, bells, bells,Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,Bells, bells, bells,—To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells ! 1 Hear the loud alarum bells—-Brazen bells !What a tale of terror now their turbulency tells! 4 In the ftartled ear of nightHow they scream out their affright!Too much horrified to speak,They can only fhriek, fhriek,Out of tune, y In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, ^sJ In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire,Leaping higher, higher, higher, / T V> With a desperate defire,And a resolute endeavor,Now—now to fit or never, 190

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