E.A.POE's room

The Bells

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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 oversprinkle
　　All the Heavens, seem to twinkle
　　　With a crystalline delight ;
　Keeping time, time, time,
　In a sort of Runic rhyme,
To the tintinabulation that so musically wells
From the bells, bells, bells, bells,
　　　　Bells, bells, bells ----
　　　From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells！