In my soul the bells are ringing Chiming, chiming, melody. In my soul the bells are ringing Gladsome tunes in thought of thee. 'Neath the rhythm of their swells I find love the harmony. Chiming, chiming, ever saying: "Love dies not, but ever tells Of joys on earth to be." In the rhythm softly swaying Hearts that cling so lovingly. With the music ever saying: "We have love and rich are we." This is what the music tells In the chiming of the bells. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW; ON HIS BIRTHDAY, 27 FEB. 1867 by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THE SWAMP ANGEL by HERMAN MELVILLE OLD MOTHERS by CHARLES SARSFIELD ROSS REMEMBER WITH A SONG by STEWART ATKINS SONG FOR THE NEWBORN by MARY HUNTER AUSTIN |