The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1849-12-22

more generally read. Its rythmical harmony i
perfect and Its tone throughout fit and sustained
TIE BELLS.
Hear the sledges with the bells
Silver bells
W nat world Ot neTIlnent their melody iorctellsi
How theyunkle, tinklc. tlnke,
In the ICY air Of night,
While the stars tina, oversprGklc
All the heavens seem to twinkle
Win crystalline delight;
Keeping time, time, time.
In Ia sort Of Rune rhyme,
To the Naturalization that 80 unsteady swels
From the bells, bells bells,
Bells bells, bells
From the jinglIng and the tinging Of the bells.
Hear the mellow wedding bells,
Golden bells!
What world OF happiness their harmony fore,e.ls
Through the bnlmy air otnlght
How they mig out their delight!
From the molten golden notes,
And all in tune.
What liquid dltty floats
To the turtle dove that listens while she gloats
On the moon!
Oh, from out the sounding cells.
What gnsh oil euphony voluninous!y wells
How 1t swelIs'
How it dwells
On the future how it tells
OF the rapture that lmpels
To the swinging and the ringing
Otthe bells, bells bells,
Otthe bells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells,
Totlc rhymmg and the Ginning Cithe bells
Hear the loud alarum bells
Bnzen bells
VIVA, tale Of terror now their turbu.cncy tells
In the startled ear Of night
How they scream out their alright
Too much Mortified to speak,
They can only shrek, shrek,
Out Of tune,
In clamorous appealing TO the mercy Of The fire,
IN mad exposuntlon with the deaf aud frantic fire
Leaplng higher, higher, higher
With desperate desire,
And a leso.ue enIcavOr
Now--nnw Ia sit or never
BY the side Of the pale faced moon.
Oh, the bells, bells, br!l-
What tale their horror tells
C.despalr
How they cinng clash and roar.
What horror they outpour
On tn bosom Of thu FACILITATING air!
Yet the earitiuly knows,
BY the lwanGing
And the Changing,
How the dangercbb, aud flows;
letIle ear distinctly tells,
In the JangI!ng
And the wrang,inr,
How the danger sinks and swel,.
by the singing or the swelling IN the anger oithe bells
or the bells,
Oi the bells, bells, belle. belle
Bells bells belle
In the c.amor and the cansor oflie bells
"
Hear the tolling Of tie bells
Iron bells! mel,
What u world of solemn thought ,hei.monody com.
In the silence ofthe night.
How we SILVER with alright
Atthe melancholy menace other tone,
For every sound that fonts
From the rust within their threats
Is groan.
And III" pcoplc--oh, the prop,e--
. They that dwcl. NJ in the stcep,c,
All alone,
And who, t0iIing, .O,iing to.Mp,
In the muiilel monotone,
Feel glory in so rolling
On the human heart stone
They are neither man nor woman--
lhey are neither brute nor humau--
They are GhOu.s.
And their king II is who tolls;
And ne rolls rolls, rolls,
Rolls
a puan from the bells
And hls merry bosom swrls
W nh the pHan OF the bells,
And dances and hr ycls,
Keeping time, time time,
Ina sort OF Runic rhyme
To tn" pTnn oiihc bells
Oiihc bells;
Keeping time, tune, time,
In n uof Runc rhyme
To the throbbng at the bells
Oirhe bells. bells. bells.
To the sobbing oithr bells;
Keeping lime, ume time
~ he kneIls kneiI-, knclls,
In happy Rnic rhyme,
To the rolling OF the bells
or the bells bells, bells;
To the toing of the bells
OF the bells bells bells, bells.
=, Bells bells, bells
10 the moaning and the groaning oithc bells