Tennyson and the Bells on New Year’s Day

"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. … Ring out the grief that saps the mind, For those that here we see no more; Ring out the feud of rich and poor, Ring... Continue Reading →

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