BELL
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I call the Living—I mourn the Dead—
I break the Lightning.—ANONYMOUS, Bell Inscription
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That all-softening, overpowering knell,
The tocsin of the soul,—the dinner bell.—BYRON, Don Juan
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How soft the music of those village bells,
Falling at intervals upon the ear
In cadence sweet; now dying all away,
Now pealing loud again, and louder still,
Clear and sonorous, as the gale comes on!
With easy force it opens all the cells
Where Memory slept.—COWPER, The Task
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The vesper bell from far
That seems to mourn for the expiring day.—DANTE, Purgatorio
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Dear bells! How sweet the sound of village bells
When on the undulating air they swim!—THOMAS HOOD, Ode to Rae Wilson
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While the steeples are loud in their joy,
To the tune of the bells' ring-a-ding,
Let us chime in a peal, one and all,
For we all should be able to sing
Hullahbaloo.—THOMAS HOOD, Song for the Million
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The cheerful Sabbath bells, wherever heard,
Strike pleasant on the sense, most like the voice
Of one, who from the far-off hills proclaims
Tidings of good to Zion.—CHARLES LAMB, The Sabbath Bells
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For bells are the voice of the church;
They have tones that touch and search
The hearts of young and old.—LONGFELLOW, Bells of San Blas
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He heard the convent bell,
Suddenly in the silence ringing
For the service of noonday.—LONGFELLOW, Christus
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The bells themselves are the best of preachers,
Their brazen lips are learned teachers,
From their pulpits of stone, in the upper air,
Sounding aloft, without crack or flaw,
Shriller than trumpets under the Law,
Now a sermon and now a prayer.—LONGFELLOW, Christus
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Bell, thou soundest merrily,
When the bridal party
To the church cloth hie!
Bell, thou soundest solemnly,
When, on Sabbath morning,
Fields deserted lie!—LONGFELLOW, Hyperion
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Those evening bells; those evening bells!
How many a tale their music tells!—THOMAS MOORE, Those Evening Bells
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When thou dost hear a toll or knell, then think upon thy passing bell.—Proverb
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If you love not the noise of the bells, why pull the ropes?—Proverb
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A cracked bell can never sound well.—Proverb
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Bells call others, but themselves enter not into the Church.—Proverb
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Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh.—SHAKESPEARE, Hamlet
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Then get thee gone and dig my grave thyself,
And bid the merry bells ring to thine ear
That thou art crowned, not that I am dead.—SHAKESPEARE, Hamlet
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The bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven or to hell.—SHAKESPEARE, Macbeth
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Silence that dreadful bell ! it frights the isle
From her propriety.—SHAKESPEARE, Othello
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Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky!—TENNYSON, In Memoriam
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Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow!—TENNYSON, In Memoriam
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Curfew must not ring tonight.—ROSA H. THORPE, Title of Poem
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