Uploaded on July 17, 2011
Here 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 tinkling of the bells. …
—Edgar Allan Poe
The Harp and the Laurel Wreath
edited by Laura M. Berquist
7.17.2023: My kids hate this poem.