From far way! from far away! But whence, you will not say: Melancholy bells, appealing chimes, From far away! from far away! Voices of lands and times! But whence, you will not say: Melancholy bells, appealing chimes, Voices of lands and times! Your toll, O melancholy bells! Your toll, O melancholy bells! Over the valley swells: Over the valley swells: O touching chimes! your dying sighs O touching chimes! your dying sighs Travel our tranquil skies. Travel our tranquil skies. But whence? And whither fade away Your echoes from our day? But whence? And whither fade away You take our hearts with gentle pain Your echoes from our day? Tremble, and pass again. You take our hearts with gentle pain, Could we lay hold upon your haunts, Tremble, and pass again. The birthplace of your chaunts: Were we in dreamland, deathland, then? We, sad and wondering men? Could we lay hold upon your haunts, The birthplace of your chaunts: Were we in dreamland, deathland, then? We, sad and wondering men? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GRASS STEALERS by J. MURRAY ALLISON FRAGMENT OF A CHORUS OF A DEJANEIRA by MATTHEW ARNOLD EVENING TRAINS by MARY TRUE AYER ROAD AND HILLS by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET THE OMINOUS TIMES by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE NIGHT by AUGUSTA COOPER BRISTOL A CHILD ASLEEP by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING LAST DAYS OF QUEEN ELIZABETH by EDWARD GEORGE EARLE LYTTON BULWER-LYTTON |