My people too were scared with eerie sounds, A footstep, a low throbbing in the walls, A noise of falling weights that never fell, Weird whispers, bells that rang without a hand, Door-handles turn'd when none was at the door, And bolted doors that open'd of themselves; And one betwixt the dark and light had seen Her, bending by the cradle of her babe.
And yonder by Nankin, behold! The Tower of Porcelain, strange and old, Uplifting to the astonished skies Its ninefold painted balconies, With balustrades of twining leaves, And roofs of tile, beneath whose eaves Hang porcelain bells that all the time Ring with a soft, melodious chime; While the whole fabric is ablaze With varied tints, all fused in one Great mass of color, like a maze Of flowers illumined by the sun.Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
'Come all to church, good people,' Oh, noisy bells, be dumb; I hear you, I will come.a. e. housman
Jingle bells, Jingle bells, Jingle all the way; Oh! what joy it is to ride In a one horse open sleigh.james pierpont
He bore a simple wild-flower wreath: Narcissus, and the sweet brier rose; Vervain, and flexile thyme, that breathe Rich fragrance; modest heath, that glows With purple bells; the amaranth bright, That no decay, nor fading knows, Like true love's holiest, rarest light; And every purest flower, that blows In that sweet time, which Love most blesses, When spring on summer's confines presses.thomas love peacock
The old mayor climbed the belfry tower, The ringers ran by two, by three; "Pull, if ye never pulled before; Good ringers, pull your best," quoth he. "Play uppe, play uppe, O Boston bells! Ply all your changes, all your swells, Play uppe The Brides of Enderby."jean ingelow
Riding Regal's or the 'llacs, we in Chevelle's and Vert's
Skylarks, motorcycles, ATV's with the works
St Endellion! St Endellion! The name is like a ring of bells.
I heard the church bells hollowing out the sky Deep beyond deep, like never-ending stars.
persian pussy from over the sea demure and lazyand smug and fat none of your ribbons and bells for me ours is the zest of the alley cat
Time that is moved by little fidget wheels Is not myTime, the flood that does not flow. Between the double and the single bell Of a ship's hour, between a round of bells From the dark warship riding there below, I have lived many lives, and this one life Of Joe, long dead, who lives between five bells.Adam Skirving
I saw rain falling and the rainbow drawn On Lammermuir. Hearkening I heard again In my precipitous city beaten bells Winnow the keen sea wind. And here afar, Intent on my own race and place, I wrote.Robert Louis Stevenson
This is the gospel of labour, ring it, ye bells of the kirk!The Lord of Love came down from above, to live with the men who work.This is the rose that He planted, here in the thorn-curst soil:Heaven is blest with perfect rest, but the blessing of Earth is toil.henry van dyke
With drooping bells of clearest blueThou didst attract my childish view,Almost resemblingThe azure butterflies that flewWhere on the heath thy blossoms grewSo lightly trembling.Reginald Heber
Death’s annihilation is no longer anything because it was already everything, because life itself was only futility, vain words, a squabble of cap and bells. The head that will become a skull is already empty. Madness is the déja-vu of death.Michel Foucault
I heard the church bells hollowing out the sky, Deep beyond deep, like never-ending stars.john betjeman
He who warned, uh, the the British that they weren't going to be takin' away our arms, uh, by ringin' those bells and um makin' sure as he's riding his horse through town to send those warning shots and bells that, uh, we were going to be secure and we were going to be free, and we were going to be armed.sarah palin
And all the world is football shaped, It's just for me to kick in space, And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste, And I've got one, two, three, four, five Senses working overtime, Trying to take this all in, I've got one, two, three, four, five Senses working overtime, Trying to taste the difference, 'Tween the lemons and limes, The pain and the pleasure, And the church bells softly chime.andy partridge
By the dew drop of Celestine dawn though saw a dream Like a shining star of the Milky Way, I rest on the stream Thy circular flow is constant rhythm of my fight Your ancient stone is timeless flora of thy sight Fortunate to behold the lord of the world so near You never know when and how you are his dear Divinity all over from sand lowest to peak highest Faith in the tinkling bells never moved slightest As essence of his kingdom’s innermost purity Blessed to worship the brightest in darkest sanctuary.
Yakshagana Badagtitu Baylata with its vigorous, and fast moving and yet intricate steps, sometimes rough, at other times gentle and delicate in their varied patterns, captivates the spectator and engrosses him in their essential rhythm and movement. It is in the sensual response of the audience to this movement, the beat of the drums and the pervading and persistent rhythm of the dancers’ ankle bells wherein lies the essence of this dance.
The real key to effective project management is the project network chart. No amount of bells and whistles can compensate for an inefficiently constructed project network.
So, as the Council of Trent declared, the Catholic Church, rich with the experiences of ages and clothed with their splendor, has introduced mystic benediction (mantra), incense ( dhupa ), water ( achamana ), lights ( dipa ), bells ( ghanta ), flowers ( w:Pushpanjalipushpa ), vestments and all the magnificence of ceremonies in order to excite the spirit of religion to the contemplation of the profound mysteries which they reveal. As are its faithful, the Church is composed of both body ( deha ) and soul ( atma ). It renders to the Lord (ishvara) a double worship, external ( bahyapuja ) and interior ( manaspuja ), the latter being the prayer ( vandana ) of the faithful.
Hark! the bonny Christ-Church bells, One, two, three, four, five, six; They sound so woundy great, So wound'rous sweet, And they troul so merrily.
Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow.
'What is a church?'Our honest sexton tells, ''Tis a tall building, with a tower and bells.'George Crabbe