With the clamor and the clanging of the bells
Their turbulency tells
That so musically wells
In a clamorous appealing
With a desperate desire
What a world of happiness
From the swinging and the ringing
Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells
Their melody foretells
In the icy air of night
Keeping time, time, time
From the rust within our throats
Through the balmy air of night
With the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells
In their muffled monotone
Brazen bells
What a world of solemn thought their monody compels
How it tells
And the people sit and groan
To the mercy of the fire
How they ring out their delight
Hear the loud alarm bells
Their harmony foretells
How the danger ebbs and flows
Oh, they can only shriek
From the tintinnabulation
What a world of merriment
Through the dances and the yells
From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells
From the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells
All the heavens seem to twinkle
From the throbbing and the sobbing
Much too horrified to speak
How it swells
For all the ears to know
Of the rhyming and the chiming of the bells
Hear the mellow wedding bells
For all the sound that floats
And the tolling, tolling, tolling
And the rapture that impels
Hear the tolling of the bells
Iron bells
On the future
Oh, the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells
With a sort of Runic rhyme
Leaping higher, higher, higher
How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle
Golden bells
Of the molten golden bells
Feels a glory in the rolling
How it dwells
With a crystalline delight
Of the melancholy bells
What a tale of terror now
