5 Bringing back the loft to earth ;--- While his heart responfive swells To the mufic of the bells. Moveth the Bride from her maiden bower. Knell out drearily, Measured and wearily, Sad old bells from the fteeple gray. Priests chanting lowly; Solemnly, flowly, Paffeth the corpse from the portal to-day. Toll at the hour of prime, Matin, and vesper chime, Loved old bells from the fteeple high Rolling, like holy waves, Over the lowly graves, Floating up, prayer fraught, into the sky. Solemn the leffon your lightest notes teach; Stern is the preaching your iron tongues preach; Ringing in life from the bud to the bloom, Ringing the dead to their reft in the tomb. Peal out evermore Peal as ye pealed of yore, Brave old bells, on each Sabbath day, In sunshine and gladness, Through clouds and through sadness, Bridal and burial have both paffed away. Tell us life's pleasures with death are ftill rife, Dublin University Magazine. THE BELLS. Silver bells What a world of merriment their mel- How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a cryftalline delight; In a sort of Runic rhyme, To the tintinnabulation that so mufically wells Bells, bells, bells From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells. Hear the mellow wedding bells, Golden bells! What a world of happiness their harmony foretells ! From the molten-golden notes, And all in tune, What a liquid ditty floats To the turtle-dove that liftens, while fhe gloats On the moon! Oh from out the sounding cells, What a gush of euphony voluminously wells! How it swells! How it dwells 037 On the Future! how it tells Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells, To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells! Hear the loud alarum bells Brazen bells! What a tale of terror now their turbulency tells! In the ftartled ear of night How they scream out their affright ! Too much horrified to speak, They can only fhriek, fhriek, Out of tune, In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, In a mad expoftulation with the deaf and frantic fire, Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate defire, And a resolute endeavor, Now now to fit or never, |