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BELLS by SARA TEASDALE

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First Line: AT SIX O'CLOCK OF AN AUTUMN DUSK
Last Line: WHERE I CAN FORGET THAT THE DAYS GO.
Subject(s): BELLS;
At six o'clock of an autumn dusk
With the sky in the west a rusty red,
The bells of the mission down in the valley
Cry out that the day is dead.

The first star pricks as sharp as steel --
Why am I suddenly so cold?
Three bells, each with a separate sound
Clang in the valley, wearily tolled.

Bells in Venice, bells at sea,
Bells in the valley heavy and slow --
There is no place over the crowded world
Where I can forget that the days go.



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