Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light:
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
The flying cloud, the frosty light:
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
From In Memoriam (ring out, wild bells)
by Lord Alfred Tennyson
Photo: Tron Church, Edinburgh, Scotland
Courtesy of www.edinphoto.org.uk
3 comments:
Dear Paula,
Wishing you a Happy New Year! Stay warm tonight! Did you hear? We are supposed to have a beautiful display in the heavens tonight, with Venus and the crescent moon, right after sunset. Then shortly after Jupiter and Mercury will be visible. Forgive me, I love star gazing...
Blessings,
Selia
Beautiful blog! Hugs, Maryjane
Happy New Year! Love the poem and picture and music. You have a beautiful blog.
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