Sunday, Jan 1, 2023 • 4min

02 – The Bells

Edgar Allan Poe Poems by Edgar Allan Poe

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The Bells by

Edgar Allan Poe

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Hear the sledges with the bells! Silver bells! What a world of merriment! Their melody foretells how they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle in the icy air of night, while the stars that over Sprinkle the Heaven seem to twinkle with a crystalline delight. Keeping time, time, time in a sort of runic rhyme to the tintinnabulation that so musically wells from the bells. Bells. Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells! Bells! From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.

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Hear the mellow wedding bells, Golden bells! What a world of happiness! Their harmony foretells through the balmy air of night, how they ring out their delight from the molten gold notes and all in tune.

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What a liquid ditty floats to the turtle dove that listens while she gloats on the moon.

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Oh! From out the sounding cells! What a gush of you! Funny, voluminous wells, how it swells! How it dwells on the future. How it tells of the rapture that impels through the swinging and the ringing of the bells. Bells. Bells of the bells. Bells! Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells! Bells.

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To the rhyming! And the chiming of the bells! Hear the loud alarm bells brazen bells! What a tale of terror now! The turbulence! He tells in the startled ear of night how they scream out their fright, too much horrified to speak. They can only shriek, shriek out of tune and a clamorous, appealing to the mercy of the fire in a maddox! Postulating with the deaf and frantic fire leaping higher, higher, higher, with a desperate desire and a resolute endeavour now now to sit or never, by the side of the pale faced moon.

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Oh! The bells! Bells! Bells! What a tale their terror tells of despair! How they clang in clash and roar! What a horror they outpour on the bosom of the palpitating air. Yet the ear fully knows by the twanging and the clanging, how the danger ebbs and flows. Yet the ear distinctly tells in the jangling and the wrangling how the danger sinks and swells by the sinking and the swelling and the anger of the Bells, Of the Bells of the Bells! Bells! Bells! Bells! Bells! Bells! Bells!

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In the clamour and the clanger of the bells! Hear the tolling of the bells! Iron bells! What a world of solemn thought. Their monetary compels, and the silence of the night! How we shiver with fright at the melancholy meaning of their tone, from every sound that flows from the rust within their throats is a groan and the people are the people, they dwell up in the steeple, all alone, and who tolling tolling, tolling in that muffled monotone! Feel a glory in so rolling on the human heart of stone.

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They are neither man nor woman. They are neither brute nor human. They are ghouls, and their king is who tolls and he Rolls. Rolls! Rolls! Rolls! Rolls! A pain from the bells and his merry bosom swells with the pain of the bells and he dances and he yells. Keeping time time time in a sort of runic rhyme, to the pain of the bells. Of the bells. Keeping time time time in a sort of runic rhyme to the throbbing of the bells.

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Of the bells. Bells, Bells to the sobbing of the bells. Keeping time time time as he nails, nails, nails, and the happy Rooney crime to the rolling of the bells of the bells. Bells, Bells to the tolling of the bells. Of the bells. Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells, Bells, bells to the moaning and the groaning of the bells

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End of The Bells by

Edgar Allan Poe

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