I
heard the playing and the singing of “Tintinnabulation of The
Bells” in piano.
It
was beautiful and I was thinking of my Dad but it stopped abruptly
after the second line.
The
poem starts again.
The
rhythm brings a peaceful excitement to what is to come and listening
to the words.
I
think tonight's lesson was just for pleasure.
I
will stop and go back to bed and listen to the rhythm of the poem
(stance) in my head-- Good
Night.
Namaste
after looking up the poem, it is a little dark and I am glad it stopped after the second stanza.
The Bells by Edgar Allan 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 over sprinkle |
| 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 mellow wedding bells, |
| Golden bells! |
| What a world of happiness their harmony foretells! |
| Through the balmy air of night |
| How they ring out their delight! |
| From the molten-golden notes, |
| And all in tune, |
| What a liquid ditty floats |
| To the turtle-dove that listens, while she gloats |
| On the moon! |
| Oh, from out the sounding cells, |
| What a gush of euphony voluminously wells! |
| How it swells! |
| How it dwells |
| On the Future! how it tells |
| Of the rapture that impels |
| To the swinging and the ringing |
| Of the bells, bells, bells, |
| Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, |
| Bells, bells, bells— |
| To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p3FzveBu_34 ( If you want the rest of this... you have to look it up.) |