{"id":107,"date":"2009-01-19T16:37:32","date_gmt":"2009-01-19T20:37:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/?p=107"},"modified":"2009-01-19T17:07:10","modified_gmt":"2009-01-19T21:07:10","slug":"the-bells-edgar-allan-poe","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/?p=107","title":{"rendered":"The Bells &#8211; Edgar Allan Poe"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>[audio:thebells.mp3] (4:05)<br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: xx-small;\">read by Basil Rathbone.  audio from <a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Edgar-Allan-Poe-Audio-Collection\/dp\/0694524190\/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&#038;s=books&#038;qid=1232396503&#038;sr=8-1\" target=\"blank\"><i>The Edgar Allan Poe Audio Collection<\/i><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n<p>I<\/p>\n<p>Hear the sledges with the bells &#8211;<br \/>\nSilver bells!<br \/>\nWhat a world of merriment their melody foretells!<br \/>\nHow they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,<br \/>\nIn the icy air of night!<br \/>\nWhile the stars that oversprinkle<br \/>\nAll the heavens seem to twinkle<br \/>\nWith a crystalline delight;<br \/>\nKeeping time, time, time,<br \/>\nIn a sort of Runic rhyme,<br \/>\nTo the tintinnabulation that so musically wells<br \/>\nFrom the bells, bells, bells, bells,<br \/>\nBells, bells, bells &#8211;<br \/>\nFrom the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.<\/p>\n<p><!--more-->II<\/p>\n<p>Hear the mellow wedding bells &#8211;<br \/>\nGolden bells!<br \/>\nWhat a world of happiness their harmony foretells!<br \/>\nThrough the balmy air of night<br \/>\nHow they ring out their delight!<br \/>\nFrom the molten-golden notes,<br \/>\nAnd all in tune,<br \/>\nWhat a liquid ditty floats<br \/>\nTo the turtle-dove that listens, while she gloats<br \/>\nOn the moon!<br \/>\nOh, from out the sounding cells<br \/>\nWhat a gush of euphony voluminously wells!<br \/>\nHow it swells!<br \/>\nHow it dwells<br \/>\nOn the Future! -how it tells<br \/>\nOf the rapture that impels<br \/>\nTo the swinging and the ringing<br \/>\nOf the bells, bells, bells,<br \/>\nOf the bells, bells, bells, bells,<br \/>\nBells, bells, bells &#8211;<br \/>\nTo the rhyming and the chiming of the bells!<\/p>\n<p>III<\/p>\n<p>Hear the loud alarum bells &#8211;<br \/>\nBrazen bells!<br \/>\nWhat a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells!<br \/>\nIn the startled ear of night<br \/>\nHow they scream out their affright!<br \/>\nToo much horrified to speak,<br \/>\nThey can only shriek, shriek,<br \/>\nOut of tune,<br \/>\nIn a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire,<br \/>\nIn a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire,<br \/>\nLeaping higher, higher, higher,<br \/>\nWith a desperate desire,<br \/>\nAnd a resolute endeavor<br \/>\nNow -now to sit or never,<br \/>\nBy the side of the pale-faced moon.<br \/>\nOh, the bells, bells, bells!<br \/>\nWhat a tale their terror tells<br \/>\nOf despair!<br \/>\nHow they clang, and clash, and roar!<br \/>\nWhat a horror they outpour<br \/>\nOn the bosom of the palpitating air!<br \/>\nYet the ear it fully knows,<br \/>\nBy the twanging<br \/>\nAnd the clanging,<br \/>\nHow the danger ebbs and flows;<br \/>\nYet the ear distinctly tells,<br \/>\nIn the jangling<br \/>\nAnd the wrangling,<br \/>\nHow the danger sinks and swells,<br \/>\nBy the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells &#8211;<br \/>\nOf the bells,<br \/>\nOf the bells, bells, bells, bells,<br \/>\nBells, bells, bells &#8211;<br \/>\nIn the clamor and the clangor of the bells!<\/p>\n<p>IV<\/p>\n<p>Hear the tolling of the bells &#8211;<br \/>\nIron bells!<br \/>\nWhat a world of solemn thought their monody compels!<br \/>\nIn the silence of the night,<br \/>\nHow we shiver with affright<br \/>\nAt the melancholy menace of their tone!<br \/>\nFor every sound that floats<br \/>\nFrom the rust within their throats<br \/>\nIs a groan.<br \/>\nAnd the people -ah, the people &#8211;<br \/>\nThey that dwell up in the steeple,<br \/>\nAll alone,<br \/>\nAnd who tolling, tolling, tolling,<br \/>\nIn that muffled monotone,<br \/>\nFeel a glory in so rolling<br \/>\nOn the human heart a stone &#8211;<br \/>\nThey are neither man nor woman &#8211;<br \/>\nThey are neither brute nor human &#8211;<br \/>\nThey are Ghouls:<br \/>\nAnd their king it is who tolls;<br \/>\nAnd he rolls, rolls, rolls,<br \/>\nRolls<br \/>\nA paean from the bells!<br \/>\nAnd his merry bosom swells<br \/>\nWith the paean of the bells!<br \/>\nAnd he dances, and he yells;<br \/>\nKeeping time, time, time,<br \/>\nIn a sort of Runic rhyme,<br \/>\nTo the paean of the bells,<br \/>\nOf the bells &#8211;<br \/>\nKeeping time, time, time,<br \/>\nIn a sort of Runic rhyme,<br \/>\nTo the throbbing of the bells,<br \/>\nOf the bells, bells, bells &#8211;<br \/>\nTo the sobbing of the bells;<br \/>\nKeeping time, time, time,<br \/>\nAs he knells, knells, knells,<br \/>\nIn a happy Runic rhyme,<br \/>\nTo the rolling of the bells,<br \/>\nOf the bells, bells, bells &#8211;<br \/>\nTo the tolling of the bells,<br \/>\nOf the bells, bells, bells, bells,<br \/>\nBells, bells, bells &#8211;<br \/>\nTo the moaning and the groaning of the bells.<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8211;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: xx-small;\">see also: <a href=\"http:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/?p=15\">The Raven<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[audio:thebells.mp3] (4:05) read by Basil Rathbone. audio from The Edgar Allan Poe Audio Collection I Hear the sledges with the bells &#8211; Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! 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