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About This Poem
Hark the Bell Rings
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Hark! the bell rings.
Dusky clouds loom across the dale,
Hark! the bell rings.
To her veil of fog, ocean clings.
Watered wind rising to the sail;
A shadow wheels against the gale.
Hark! the bell rings.
Hark! the bell rings.
Old town is bathed in the gloaming,
Hark! the bell rings.
Cradling birds the birch yonder swings;
Once a jolly sailor, homing;
To lay now, wearied from roaming.
Hark! the bell rings.
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For Chris D. Aechtner's Contest : "Let The Masks Fall - The Many Reasons Behind It All"
By gautami phookan
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