the penultimate WORD
Series 2009 - November
Ring out, wild bells...
“There’s nothing,” said Toby, “more regular in its coming round than dinner-time, and nothing less regular in its coming round than dinner.”
Trotty Veck in The Chimes
Ring in the valiant man and free,
The larger heart, the kindlier hand;
Ring out the darkness of the land,
Ring in the Christ that is to be.
Ring Out, Wild Bells
Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Copyright © 2009 James T. Irvine
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