ballad of the bells
O how the bells once tolled so grand,
All bright and pealing sweet—
But squawk now dulled across the land,
These bronzen parakeet.
Facsimiles in rusted hour
Do bloom with sallow face—
Alike, the passerine and flow’r,
Both dressed in tattered lace.
The petals,...
All bright and pealing sweet—
But squawk now dulled across the land,
These bronzen parakeet.
Facsimiles in rusted hour
Do bloom with sallow face—
Alike, the passerine and flow’r,
Both dressed in tattered lace.
The petals,...