I. Hear the sledges with the bells- Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight; Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme, To the tintinabulation that so musically wells From the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells- From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.
The Bells Edgar Allan Poe 1809 - 1849 I. Hear the sledges with the bells- Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight; Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme, To the tintinabulation that so musically wells From the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells- From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells. II. Hear the mellow wedding bells, Golden bells! What a world of happiness their harmony foretells! Through the balmy air of night How they ring out their delight! From the molten-golden notes, And all in tune, What a liquid ditty floats To the turtle-dove that listens, while she gloats On the moon! Oh, from out the sounding cells, What a gush of euphony voluminously wells! How it swells! How it dwells On the Future! how it tells Of the rapture that impels To the swinging and the ringing Of the bells, bells, bells, Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells- To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells! III. Hear the loud alarum bells- Brazen bells! What tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells! In the startled ear of night How they scream out their affright! Too much horrified to speak, They can only shriek, shriek, Out of tune, In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire, Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavor Now-now to sit or never, By the side of the pale-faced moon. Oh, the bells, bells, bells! What a tale their terror tells Of Despair! How they clang, and clash, and roar! What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air! Yet the ear it fully knows, By the twanging, And the clanging, How the danger ebbs and flows; Yet the ear distinctly tells, In the jangling, And the wrangling. How the danger sinks and swells, By the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells- Of the bells- Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells-In the clamor and the clangor of the bells!
II. Hear the mellow wedding bells, Golden bells! What a world of happiness their harmony foretells! Through the balmy air of night How they ring out their delight! From the molten-golden notes, And all in tune, What a liquid ditty floats To the turtle-dove that listens, while she gloats On the moon! Oh, from out the sounding cells, What a gush of euphony voluminously wells! How it swells! How it dwells On the Future! how it tells Of the rapture that impels To the swinging and the ringing Of the bells, bells, bells, Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells- To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells!
Unfortunately we're not. We presented a Dramatic Choric but the judges seem to be not aware of what they are judging. They chose a team that just presented a clean speech choir. No drama on it. Just smiling through the whole piece. How ironic! It is Dramatic Choric bruh! And a! We are in the second place. 😂😂🔔🔔🔔
I heard a voice that's sounds like a Valkyrie ITS SO AWSOME!!!😍😍😍
Also Were Gonna Perform That Speech Choir Hope We Got In 1st Place Toon
Thanks we need it for our school
Same
MARVELOUS PERFORMANC3 IT IS GREAT SUPER SUBLIMR!! WOWOWOWOWOWOEOEOWOW DA,M
I.
Hear the sledges with the bells-
Silver bells!
What a world of merriment their melody foretells!
How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,
In the icy air of night!
While the stars that oversprinkle
All the heavens, seem to twinkle
With a crystalline delight;
Keeping time, time, time,
In a sort of Runic rhyme,
To the tintinabulation that so musically wells
From the bells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells-
From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.
The Bells
Edgar Allan Poe
1809 -
1849
I.
Hear the sledges with the bells-
Silver bells!
What a world of merriment their melody
foretells!
How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,
In the icy air of night!
While the stars that oversprinkle
All the heavens, seem to twinkle
With a crystalline delight;
Keeping time, time, time,
In a sort of Runic rhyme,
To the tintinabulation that so musically
wells
From the bells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells-
From the jingling and the tinkling of
the bells.
II.
Hear the mellow wedding bells,
Golden bells!
What a world of happiness their
harmony foretells!
Through the balmy air of night
How they ring out their delight!
From the molten-golden notes,
And all in tune,
What a liquid ditty floats
To the turtle-dove that listens, while
she gloats
On the moon!
Oh, from out the sounding cells,
What a gush of euphony voluminously
wells!
How it swells!
How it dwells
On the Future! how it tells
Of the rapture that impels
To the swinging and the ringing
Of the bells, bells, bells,
Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells-
To the rhyming and the chiming of the
bells!
III.
Hear the loud alarum bells-
Brazen bells!
What tale of terror, now, their
turbulency tells!
In the startled ear of night
How they scream out their affright!
Too much horrified to speak,
They can only shriek, shriek,
Out of tune,
In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of
the fire,
In a mad expostulation with the deaf
and frantic fire,
Leaping higher, higher, higher,
With a desperate desire,
And a resolute endeavor
Now-now to sit or never,
By the side of the pale-faced moon.
Oh, the bells, bells, bells!
What a tale their terror tells
Of Despair!
How they clang, and clash, and roar!
What a horror they outpour
On the bosom of the palpitating air!
Yet the ear it fully knows,
By the twanging,
And the clanging,
How the danger ebbs and flows;
Yet the ear distinctly tells,
In the jangling,
And the wrangling.
How the danger sinks and swells,
By the sinking or the swelling in the
anger of the bells-
Of the bells-
Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells-In the clamor and the clangor of the
bells!
awesome! nicely done!
this was my fave poem.. and you gave heart to the poem of edgar allan poe.. CONTINUE on doing this.. youre all inspiring
This was a great experience for all of us who exerted effort to accomplish this kind of piece. Thankyou for the feedback! Godbless!
2:22 look it's the bride! , i like that part
The best!!! :*
San Pascualeño yan e. 😂💝
II.
Hear the mellow wedding bells,
Golden bells!
What a world of happiness their harmony foretells!
Through the balmy air of night
How they ring out their delight!
From the molten-golden notes,
And all in tune,
What a liquid ditty floats
To the turtle-dove that listens, while she gloats
On the moon!
Oh, from out the sounding cells,
What a gush of euphony voluminously wells!
How it swells!
How it dwells
On the Future! how it tells
Of the rapture that impels
To the swinging and the ringing
Of the bells, bells, bells,
Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells-
To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells!
Are you joining the Regional Festival of Talents 2016?
Unfortunately we're not. We presented a Dramatic Choric but the judges seem to be not aware of what they are judging. They chose a team that just presented a clean speech choir. No drama on it. Just smiling through the whole piece. How ironic! It is Dramatic Choric bruh! And a! We are in the second place. 😂😂🔔🔔🔔
what i see here is favouratism
5:50 to 6:01
It is good
Kapaa uy
are they filipino
Yes :)
Wow
7:32 Naw-
the bells is supposed to be a serious poem
hi
Amogus
Cringey af
that's what speech choirs are for hehe
@@ogzfied205 it wasnt even the right interpretation. Loo
for fuck sake sing it like a song