The Bells - Edgar Allen Poe
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 tintinnabulation that so musically wells from the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells - from the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.
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