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...endeavor Now — now to sit, or never, By the side of the pale-faced moon ! O, the bells, bells, bells ! What a tale their terror tells Of despair! How they...the ear distinctly tells, In the jangling And the wrangling How the danger sinks and swells, By the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells...

...Oh, the bells, bells, bells ! What a tiile their terror tells Of Despair ! How they clang, and crash, and roar ! What a horror they outpour On the bosom...the ear distinctly tells, In the jangling, And the wrangling, How the danger sinks and swells, By the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells—...

...never, By the side of the pale-faced moon. Oh, the bells, bells, bells! What a tale their terror tells How they clang, and clash, and roar! What a horror...air! Yet the ear it fully knows, By the twanging, Aid the clanging, How the danger ebbs and flows; Yet the car distinctly tells, In the jangling, And...

...upon the waters, almost as far distant as the lurid glare of the flames. " Oh the bells, bells, bells, the other, and he sent to Clinton the following laconic...1777. « SIR, — Edmund Palmer, an officer in the ! In the startled ear of night How they scream out their affright ! Too much horrified to speak, They...

...endeavour Now — now to sit or never, By the side of the pale-faced moon. Oh, the bells, bells, bells ! What a tale their terror tells Of Despair ! How they...horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating ak ! Yet the ear it fully knows, By the twanging, And the clanging, How the danger ebbs and flows ;...

...endeavour Now — now to sit or never, By the side of the pale-faced moon. Oh, the bells, bells, bells ! What a tale their terror tells Of Despair ! How they...twanging, And the clanging, How the danger ebbs and flows ; Yp.t the ear distinctly tells, Tn the jangling, And the wrangling, How the danger sinks and swells,...

...their terror tells Of Despair ! How they clang, and elash, and roar I What a horror they outpour Ou the bosom of the palpitating air ! Yet the ear it...the ear distinctly tells, In the jangling, And the wrangling, How the danger sinks and swells, By the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells—...

...clang, and clash, and roar ! Wha^ta horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air 1 f • Yet the ear it fully knows, By the twanging, And the...the ear distinctly tells, In the jangling, And the wrangling, . . How the danger sinks and swells, By the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the...

...and frantk tire; Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire. 0 the bells, bells, bells ! What a tale their terror tells Of despair ! How they...horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air ! This is an achievement in versification which even Southey, curious and studiously desirous of excelling...