The Bells
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Hear the sledges with the bells
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Silver bells
What a world of merriment
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Their melody foretells
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How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle
C em a
In the icy air of night
C em a
All the heavens seem to twinkle
C em a
With a crystalline delight
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Keeping time, time, time
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With a sort of runic rhyme
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From the tintinnabulation
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That so musically wells
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From the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells
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From the jingling & the tinkling of the bells
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
Through the dances & the yells
And the rapture that impels
How it swells
How it dwells
On the future
How it tells
From the swinging & the ringing of the molten golden bells
Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells
Of the rhyming & the chiming of the bells
Hear the loud alarum bells
Brazen bells
What a tale of terror now
Their turbulency tells
Much too horrified to speak
Oh, they can only shriek
For all the ears to know
How the danger ebbs & flows
Leaping higher, higher, higher
With a desperate desire
In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire
With the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells
With the clamor & the clanging of the bells
Hear the tolling of the bells
Iron bells
What a world of solemn thought their monody compels
For all the sound that floats
From the rust within our throats
And the people sit & groan
In their muffled monotone
And the tolling, tolling, tolling
Feels a glory in the rolling
From the throbbing & the sobbing
Of the melancholy bells
Oh, the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells
Oh, the moaning & the groaning of the bells.
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