Dumb-bells, silent though ye be, Ring the bells of health for me! Summon strength to muscles weak, Call the roses to my cheek; Ring the languid bearing out, And ring in a carriage stout; Where the hidden frailties lie, Sound alarm and bid them fly; Feeble voice and shortened breath, -- Toll their unlamented death; Ring the happy marriage hour Wedding Comeliness to Power; Sweeping free, and wide, and strong, Carol forth my matin song; On your sides be written this: Work is health and Health is bliss; Dumb-bells, silent though ye be, Ring the bells of health for me! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE LEAVES by HAYDEN CARRUTH ARMOR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON HOMING BRAVES by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE RETURN (2) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO OUR MOCKING-BIRD; DIED OF A CAT, MAY, 1878 by SIDNEY LANIER |