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BELLS OF DUMBLETON, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: So frankly had the cowslips come
Last Line: Friend!
Subject(s): Bells; Religion; Self-doubt; Theology


SO frankly had the cowslips come
To make the hill a bower,
'Twas hard in stepping not to tread
To death a lovely flower.
As deep I drank the sweetened air,
And joyed to be alone,
With broad and honest counsel rang
The bells of Dumbleton.
Trust—in—Love!
Lean—on—Christ!
Come—to—God,
Friend!

The candid throats of Dumbleton,
Alike in energy,
Across the miles of meadowland
Together called to me.
Devoted long ago to Christ,
They labour and beseech,
Persuading by their mellowness
As far as they can reach.
Trust—in—Love!
Lean—on—Christ!
Come—to—God,
Friend!

Methought that as I lingered there,
Beside the green-grey fence,
The stainless lips of Dumbleton
Bemoaned my negligence;
For louder still across the shire
The belfry sounded clear
A collect for my lazy heart
And sleeping soul to hear.
Trust—in—Love!
Lean—on—Christ!
Come—to—God,
Friend!





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