Brief on a flying night, From the shaken tower, A flock of bells take flight, And go with the hour. Like birds from the cote to the gales, Abrupt -- oh, hark! -- A fleet of bells set sails, And go to the dark. Sudden the cold airs swing: Alone, aloud, A verse of bells takes wing And flies with the cloud.
Carillons
Song Cycle by Colin Hand (1929 - 2015)
?. Chimes  [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
Text Authorship:
- by Alice Christina Meynell (1847 - 1922), "Chimes", appears in Later Poems, first published 1902
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