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The subject may be fittingly closed by examples from Southey's How the Water conies down at Lodore and Poe's Bells.
And thumping and plumping, and bumping and jumping, And dashing and flashing, and splashing and clashing,
And so never ending,
And always descending, Sounds and motions for ever and ever are blending,
All at once and all o'er
With a mighty uproar; And this way the water comes down at Lodore.
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. • • • • •
Hear the loud alarum bells— Brazen bells I What a tale of terror now their turbulency tells J In the startled ear of night How they scream out their affright I Too much horrified to speak, They can only shriek, shriek, Out of tune,