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  Speaker 1: The Bells by Edgar all and Poe. Read Pilebrivox dot
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  Speaker 1: Org by Amy Graymore. Here the sledges with the bells,
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  Speaker 1: silver bells. What a world of merriment their melody foretells?
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  Speaker 1: How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle in the icy air of night,
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  Speaker 1: while the stars that oversprinkle all the heavens seem to
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  Speaker 1: twinkle with a crystalline delight, keeping time time time, in
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  Speaker 1: a sort of runic rhyme. To the tintinnabulation that so
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  Speaker 1: musically wells from the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
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  Speaker 1: from the jingling and the tinkling of the bells, hear
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  Speaker 1: the mellow wedding bells, golden bells. What a world of
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  Speaker 1: happiness their harmony foretells through the balmy air of night,
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  Speaker 1: How they ring out their delight from the molten golden notes,
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  Speaker 1: and all in tune. What a liquid ditty floats to
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  Speaker 1: the turtle dove that listens while she gloats on the moon. Oh,
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  Speaker 1: from out the sounding cells, What a gush of euphonyble
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  Speaker 1: humorously wells, How it swells, how it dwells on the future,
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  Speaker 1: How it tells of the rapture that in bells, to
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  Speaker 1: the swinging and the ringing of the bells, bells, bells
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  Speaker 1: of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, to
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  Speaker 1: the rhyming and the chiming of the bells. Hear the
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  Speaker 1: loud alarum bells, brazen bells. What a tale of terror.
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  Speaker 1: Now their turbulencey tells in the startled ear of night,
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  Speaker 1: how they scream out their affright too much horrified to speak,
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  Speaker 1: they can only shriek, shriek, out of tune, in a
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  Speaker 1: clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, in a
• 1:27
  Speaker 1: mad expostulation, with the deaf and frantic fire leaping higher, higher, higher,
• 1:32
  Speaker 1: with a desperate desire and a resolute endeavor. Now now
• 1:36
  Speaker 1: to sit or never by the side of the pale
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  Speaker 1: faced moon. Oh, the bells, bells, bells, What a tale,
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  Speaker 1: their terror, tales of despair. How they clang and clash
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  Speaker 1: and roar. What a horror they outpour on the bosom
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  Speaker 1: of the palpitating air. Yet the ear it fully knows
• 1:53
  Speaker 1: by the twanging and the clanging, how the danger ebbs
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  Speaker 1: and flows. Yet the ear distinctly tells in the jangling
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  Speaker 1: and the ring. How the danger sinks and swells by
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  Speaker 1: the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells,
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  Speaker 1: of the bells, of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
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  Speaker 1: In the clamor and the clangor of the bells, hear
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  Speaker 1: the tolling of the bells, iron bells. What a world
• 2:17
  Speaker 1: of solemn thought. Their monotony compels in the silence of
• 2:20
  Speaker 1: the night. How we shiver with affright at the melancholy
• 2:24
  Speaker 1: menace of their tone. For every sound that floats from
• 2:27
  Speaker 1: the rust within their throats is a groan. And the people, ah,
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  Speaker 1: the people, they that dwell up in the steeple, all alone,
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  Speaker 1: and who tolling, tolling, tolling in that muffled monotone feel
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  Speaker 1: a glory in so rolling on the human heart a stone.
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  Speaker 1: They are neither man nor woman, They are neither brute
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  Speaker 1: nor human. They are ghouls. And their king it is
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  Speaker 1: who tolls, and he rolls, rolls, rolls, rolls a paean
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  Speaker 1: from the bells, and his merry bosom swells with the
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  Speaker 1: pean of the bells, and he dances and he yells,
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  Speaker 1: keeping time time, time, and a sort of runic rhyme
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  Speaker 1: to the paean of the bells of the bells, keeping
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  Speaker 1: time time time, in a sort of runic rhyme, to
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  Speaker 1: the throbbing of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
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  Speaker 1: to the sobbing of the bells, keeping time time time
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  Speaker 1: as he knells, nells, nells in a happy runic rhyme,
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  Speaker 1: to the rolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
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  Speaker 1: to the tolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
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  Speaker 1: to the moaning and the groaning of the bells. End
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  Speaker 1: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 2: The Bells by Edgar Allan Poe read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 2: org by Anna Roberts. Here the sledges with the bells,
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  Speaker 2: silver bells, what a world of merriment. Their melody foretells
• 3:51
  Speaker 2: how they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle in the icy air of night,
• 3:54
  Speaker 2: while the stars that over sprinkle all the heavens seem
• 3:57
  Speaker 2: to twinkle with the crystalline delight, keeping time time time
• 4:01
  Speaker 2: in a sort of runic rhyme, to the tintinebulation that
• 4:05
  Speaker 2: so musically wells from the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 4:09
  Speaker 2: From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells, here
• 4:13
  Speaker 2: the mellow wedding bells, golden bells. What a world of
• 4:16
  Speaker 2: happiness their harmony foretells through the balmy air of night,
• 4:20
  Speaker 2: How they ring out their delight from the molten golden
• 4:23
  Speaker 2: notes and all in tune. What a liquid ditty floats
• 4:26
  Speaker 2: to the turtle dove that listens while she gloats on
• 4:29
  Speaker 2: the moon. Oh, from out the sounding cells, what a
• 4:32
  Speaker 2: gush of euphony voluminously swells, How it swells, how it
• 4:36
  Speaker 2: dwells on the future, How it tells of the rapture
• 4:38
  Speaker 2: that impels to the swinging and the ringing of the bells, bells, bells,
• 4:42
  Speaker 2: of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells. To
• 4:45
  Speaker 2: the rhyming and the chiming of the bells. Here the
• 4:49
  Speaker 2: loud alarum bells, brazen bells. What a tale of terror?
• 4:52
  Speaker 2: Now their turbulency tells in the startled ear of night,
• 4:56
  Speaker 2: how they scream out their affright too much. Horrified to speed,
• 5:00
  Speaker 2: they can only shriek, shriek out of tune in a clamorous,
• 5:03
  Speaker 2: appealing to the mercy of the fire, in a mad expostulation,
• 5:07
  Speaker 2: with a deaf and frantic fire, leaping higher, higher, higher,
• 5:11
  Speaker 2: with a desperate desire and a resolute endeavor. Now now
• 5:15
  Speaker 2: to sit or never by the side of the pale
• 5:17
  Speaker 2: faced moon. Oh, the bells, bells, bells, What a tale
• 5:21
  Speaker 2: their terror tells of despair, How they clang and clash
• 5:25
  Speaker 2: and roar. What a horror they outpour on the bosom
• 5:28
  Speaker 2: of the palpitating air. Yet the ear it fully knows,
• 5:31
  Speaker 2: by the twanging and the clanging, how the danger ebbs
• 5:34
  Speaker 2: and flows. Yet the ear distinctly tells in the jangling
• 5:38
  Speaker 2: and the wrangling, how the danger sinks and swells, by
• 5:41
  Speaker 2: the sinking or the swelling and the anger of the bells,
• 5:44
  Speaker 2: of the bells, of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 5:49
  Speaker 2: In the clamor and the clangor of the bells, hear
• 5:52
  Speaker 2: the tolling of the bells, iron bells. What a world
• 5:56
  Speaker 2: of solemn thought their monody compels in the silence of
• 5:59
  Speaker 2: the night. How we shiver with affright at the melancholy
• 6:03
  Speaker 2: menace of their tone. For every sound that floats from
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  Speaker 2: the rust within their throats is a groan. And the people, ah,
• 6:10
  Speaker 2: the people, they that dwell up in the steeple, all alone,
• 6:14
  Speaker 2: and who tolling, tolling, tolling in that muffled monotone feel
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  Speaker 2: a glory in so rolling on the human heart of stone.
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  Speaker 2: They are neither man nor woman. They are neither brute
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  Speaker 2: nor human.
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  Speaker 3: They are ghouls.
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  Speaker 2: And their king it is who tolls, and he rolls, rolls, rolls, rolls,
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  Speaker 2: a peon from the bells, and his merry bosom swells
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  Speaker 2: with a peon of the bells, and he dances, and
• 6:39
  Speaker 2: he yells, keeping time time time in a sort of
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  Speaker 2: runic rhyme, to the peon of the bells of the bells,
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  Speaker 2: keeping time time time in the sort of runic rhyme
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  Speaker 2: to the throbbing of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 6:52
  Speaker 2: to the sobbing of the bells, keeping time time time
• 6:56
  Speaker 2: as he knells nells, nells in a happy runic rhyme,
• 6:59
  Speaker 2: to the rolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
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  Speaker 2: to the tolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
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  Speaker 2: bells to the moaning and the groaning of the bells
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  Speaker 2: end of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 4: The Bells by Edgar An and Poe read for LibriVox
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  Speaker 4: dot Org by Brian Morgan from Cardiff, Wales, UK. Hear
• 7:30
  Speaker 4: the sledges with the bells, silver bells. What a world
• 7:35
  Speaker 4: of merriment? Their melody foretells? How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle
• 7:41
  Speaker 4: in the icy air of night, while the stars that
• 7:45
  Speaker 4: oversprinkle all the heavens seem to twinkle with a crystalline delight,
• 7:51
  Speaker 4: keeping time time time, in a sort of runic rhyme
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  Speaker 4: to the tintinabulation that's musically wells from the.
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  Speaker 5: Bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
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  Speaker 4: From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells. Hear
• 8:15
  Speaker 4: the mellow wedding bells, golden bells. What a world of
• 8:20
  Speaker 4: happiness their harmony foretells through the balmy air of night,
• 8:26
  Speaker 4: how they wring out their delight from the molten golden
• 8:31
  Speaker 4: notes and all in tune. What a liquid ditty floats
• 8:37
  Speaker 4: to the turtle dove that listens while she gloats on
• 8:41
  Speaker 4: the moon. Oh, from out the sounding cells, what a
• 8:46
  Speaker 4: gush of euphony voluminously wells, how it swells, how it
• 8:53
  Speaker 4: dwells on the future, How it tells of the rapture
• 8:57
  Speaker 4: that impels to the swinging and the ringing of the bells, bells,
• 9:03
  Speaker 4: bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 9:13
  Speaker 4: to the rhyming and the chiming of the bells. Hear
• 9:19
  Speaker 4: the loud alarum bells, brazen bells. What a tale of terror?
• 9:25
  Speaker 4: Now their turbulency tells in the startled ear of night,
• 9:30
  Speaker 4: how they scream out their affright too much horrified to speak,
• 9:35
  Speaker 4: they can only shriek, shriek, out of tune, in a
• 9:39
  Speaker 4: clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, in a
• 9:44
  Speaker 4: mad expostulation, with the deaf and frantic fire leaping higher, higher, higher,
• 9:52
  Speaker 4: with a desperate desire and a resolute endeavor. Now now
• 9:58
  Speaker 4: to sit or never by the side of the pale
• 10:02
  Speaker 4: faced moon. Oh, the bells, bells, bells, What a tale
• 10:09
  Speaker 4: their terror tells of despair? How they clang and clash
• 10:16
  Speaker 4: and roar. What a horror they out pour on the
• 10:20
  Speaker 4: bosom of the palpitating air. Yet the ear it fully
• 10:25
  Speaker 4: knows by the twanging and the clanging, how the danger
• 10:30
  Speaker 4: ebbs and flows. Yet the ear distinctly tells in the
• 10:35
  Speaker 4: jangling and the wrangling, how the danger sinks and swells,
• 10:41
  Speaker 4: by the sinking or the swelling in the anger of
• 10:44
  Speaker 4: the bells, of the bells, of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 10:56
  Speaker 4: In the clamor and the clangor of the bells, hear
• 11:02
  Speaker 4: the tolling of the bells, iron bells. What a world
• 11:06
  Speaker 4: of solemn thought their monody compels in the silence of
• 11:12
  Speaker 4: the night. How we shiver with affright at the melancholy
• 11:17
  Speaker 4: menace of their tone. For every sound that floats from
• 11:22
  Speaker 4: the rust within their throats is a groan. And the
• 11:26
  Speaker 4: people are the people, They that dwell up in the
• 11:31
  Speaker 4: steeple all alone, and who tolling, tolling, tolling in that
• 11:38
  Speaker 4: muffled monotone, feel a glory in soul, rolling on the
• 11:44
  Speaker 4: human heart a stone. They are neither man nor woman,
• 11:50
  Speaker 4: They are neither brute nor human. They are ghouls. And
• 11:56
  Speaker 4: their king it is who tolls, and he rolls, rolls, rolls,
• 12:02
  Speaker 4: rolls a peon from the bells, and his merry bosom
• 12:08
  Speaker 4: swells with the pean of the bells, and he dances,
• 12:13
  Speaker 4: and he yells, keeping time time time in a sort
• 12:18
  Speaker 4: of runic rhyme, to the pean of the bells of
• 12:23
  Speaker 4: the bells, keeping time time time in a sort of
• 12:29
  Speaker 4: runic rhyme. To the throbbing of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 12:38
  Speaker 4: to the sobbing of the bells, keeping time time time,
• 12:44
  Speaker 4: as he knells, knells, and knells in a happy runic rhyme.
• 12:51
  Speaker 4: To the rolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 12:57
  Speaker 4: to the tolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 13:08
  Speaker 4: to the moaning and the groaning of the bells. End
• 13:14
  Speaker 4: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
• 13:23
  Speaker 6: The Bells by Edgar Allan Poe read for LibriVox dot
• 13:27
  Speaker 6: Org by Chris Hear. The sledges with the bells, silver bells,
• 13:33
  Speaker 6: What a world of merriment? Their melody foretells how they tinkle, tinkle,
• 13:39
  Speaker 6: tinkle in the icy air of night, while the stars
• 13:43
  Speaker 6: that over sprinkle all the heavens seem to twinkle with
• 13:48
  Speaker 6: a crystalline delight, keeping time, time time, in a sort
• 13:53
  Speaker 6: of runic rhyme, to the tintin ebluation that so musically
• 13:58
  Speaker 6: wells from the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 14:06
  Speaker 6: From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells here
• 14:09
  Speaker 6: the mellow wedding bells, golden bells. What a world of
• 14:14
  Speaker 6: happiness their harmony foretells through the balmy air of night,
• 14:20
  Speaker 6: How they ring out their delight from the molten golden
• 14:23
  Speaker 6: notes and all in tune. What a liquid diddy floats
• 14:29
  Speaker 6: to the turtle dove that listens while she gloats on
• 14:32
  Speaker 6: the moon. Oh, from out the sounding cells, what a
• 14:36
  Speaker 6: gush of efony voluminously wells, How it swells, how it
• 14:41
  Speaker 6: dwells on the future, How it tells of the rapture
• 14:46
  Speaker 6: that impels to the swinging and the ringing of the bells, bells,
• 14:51
  Speaker 6: bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 14:59
  Speaker 6: To the rhyme and the chiming of the bells, hear
• 15:02
  Speaker 6: alarum bells, brazen bells. What a tale of terror? Now
• 15:07
  Speaker 6: their turbulency tells in the startled ear of night, how
• 15:11
  Speaker 6: they scream out their affright. Too much horrified to speak,
• 15:15
  Speaker 6: they can only shriek, shriek, out of tune, in a
• 15:20
  Speaker 6: clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, in a
• 15:23
  Speaker 6: mad expostellation, with the death and frantic fire, leaping higher, higher, higher,
• 15:29
  Speaker 6: with a desperate desire and irresolute endeavor. Now now to
• 15:35
  Speaker 6: sit or never by the side of the pale faced moon. Oh,
• 15:39
  Speaker 6: the bells, bells, bells, What a tale their terror tells
• 15:44
  Speaker 6: of despair, How they clang and clash and roar, What
• 15:48
  Speaker 6: a horror they outpour on the bosom of the pulpitting air.
• 15:53
  Speaker 6: Yet the ear, it fully knows, by the twanging and
• 15:56
  Speaker 6: the clinging, how the danger ebbs and flobes. Yet the
• 16:01
  Speaker 6: ear distinctly tells, in the jangling and the wrangling, how
• 16:06
  Speaker 6: the danger sinks and swells, by the sinking or the
• 16:10
  Speaker 6: swelling in the anger of the bells, of the bells,
• 16:14
  Speaker 6: of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells. In
• 16:22
  Speaker 6: the clamor and the clanger of the bells, hear the
• 16:25
  Speaker 6: tolling of the bells, iron bells, What a world of
• 16:29
  Speaker 6: solemn thought their monody compels in the silence of the night.
• 16:32
  Speaker 6: How we shiver with affright at the melancholy menace of
• 16:36
  Speaker 6: their tone, For every sound that floats from the rest
• 16:39
  Speaker 6: within their throats is a groan. And the people are
• 16:44
  Speaker 6: the people, They that dwell up in the steeple, all alone,
• 16:48
  Speaker 6: and who tolling, tolling, tolling in that muffled monotone, feel
• 16:53
  Speaker 6: a glory in so rolling on the human hard a stone.
• 16:56
  Speaker 6: They are neither man nor woman. They are neither rooms
• 17:00
  Speaker 6: nor human. They are gulls, and their king it is
• 17:05
  Speaker 6: who tolls, and he rolls, rolls, rolls, rolls, a pn
• 17:11
  Speaker 6: from the bells, and his merry bosom swells with the
• 17:15
  Speaker 6: pen of the bells, and he dances and he yells,
• 17:19
  Speaker 6: keeping time time time in a sort of runic rhyme
• 17:24
  Speaker 6: to the pen of the bells, of the bells, keeping
• 17:28
  Speaker 6: time time time in a sort of runic rhyme, to
• 17:32
  Speaker 6: the throbbing of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 17:36
  Speaker 6: to the sobbing of the bells, keeping time time time,
• 17:41
  Speaker 6: as he kneels, kneels, kneels, in a happy runic rhyme
• 17:46
  Speaker 6: to the rolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 17:50
  Speaker 6: to the tolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 18:00
  Speaker 6: to the moaning and the groaning of the bells.
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  Speaker 7: End of poem.
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  Speaker 6: This recording is in the public domain.
• 18:12
  Speaker 8: The Bells by Edgar Allan Poe read for LibriVox dot
• 18:16
  Speaker 8: Org by David Goldfarb. Here the sledges with the bells,
• 18:21
  Speaker 8: silver bells, What a world of merriment? Their melody foretells?
• 18:26
  Speaker 8: How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle in the icy air of night,
• 18:29
  Speaker 8: while the stars that oversprinkle all the heavens seem to
• 18:32
  Speaker 8: twinkle with a crystaline delight, keeping time time, time, in
• 18:37
  Speaker 8: a sort of runic rhyme, to the tintin ebulation that
• 18:40
  Speaker 8: so musically wells from the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 18:47
  Speaker 8: from the jingling and the tinkling of the bells. Here
• 18:51
  Speaker 8: the mellow wedding bells, golden bells, What a world of
• 18:55
  Speaker 8: happiness their harmony foretells through the balmy air of night,
• 19:00
  Speaker 8: how they ring out their delight from the molten golden notes,
• 19:03
  Speaker 8: and all in tune, what a liquid ditty floats to
• 19:07
  Speaker 8: the turtle dove that listens while she gloats on the moon. Oh,
• 19:11
  Speaker 8: from out the sounding cells, what a gush of euphony
• 19:14
  Speaker 8: voluminously wells, how it swells, how it dwells on the future,
• 19:18
  Speaker 8: How it tells of the rapture that impels to the
• 19:22
  Speaker 8: swinging and the ringing of the bells, bells, bells of
• 19:26
  Speaker 8: the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells. To the
• 19:31
  Speaker 8: rhyming and the chiming of the bells, hear the loud
• 19:36
  Speaker 8: alarum bells, brazen bells. What a tale of terror. Now
• 19:40
  Speaker 8: their turbulency tells, in the startled ear of night, how
• 19:44
  Speaker 8: they scream out their affright too much horrified to speak,
• 19:48
  Speaker 8: they can only shriek, shriek, out of tune, in a
• 19:52
  Speaker 8: clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, in a
• 19:55
  Speaker 8: mad expostulation, with the deaf and frantic fire leaping higher, high, higher,
• 20:01
  Speaker 8: with a desperate desire and a resolute endeavor. Now now
• 20:05
  Speaker 8: to sit or never by the side of the pale
• 20:08
  Speaker 8: faced moon. Oh, the bells, bells, bells, What a tale
• 20:12
  Speaker 8: their terror, tales of despair, How they clang and clash
• 20:17
  Speaker 8: and roar, What a horror they outpour on the bosom
• 20:20
  Speaker 8: of the palpitating air. Yet the ear, it fully knows,
• 20:23
  Speaker 8: by the twanging and the clanging, how the danger ebbs
• 20:26
  Speaker 8: and flows. Yet the ear distinctly tells in the jangling
• 20:30
  Speaker 8: and the wrangling, how the danger sinks and swells, by
• 20:33
  Speaker 8: the sinking or the swelling, in the anger of the bells,
• 20:36
  Speaker 8: of the bells, of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 20:42
  Speaker 8: In the clamor and the clangor of the bells, here
• 20:47
  Speaker 8: the tolling of the bells, iron bells, What a world
• 20:52
  Speaker 8: of solemn thought their monody compels in the silence of
• 20:56
  Speaker 8: the night. How we shiver with affright at the melancholy
• 21:00
  Speaker 8: menace of their tone. For every sound that floats from
• 21:04
  Speaker 8: the rust within their throats is a groan. And the people, ah,
• 21:08
  Speaker 8: the people, they that dwell up in the steeple all alone,
• 21:12
  Speaker 8: and who tolling, tolling, tolling in that muffled monotone, feel
• 21:17
  Speaker 8: a glory in so rolling on the human heart a stone.
• 21:21
  Speaker 8: They are neither men nor woman, They are neither brute
• 21:24
  Speaker 8: nor human. They are ghouls. And their king it is
• 21:27
  Speaker 8: who tolls and he rolls rolls, rolls, rolls, a paean
• 21:32
  Speaker 8: from the bells, and his merry bosom swells with the
• 21:35
  Speaker 8: pean of the bells, and he dances, and he yells,
• 21:39
  Speaker 8: keeping time time time in a sort of runic rhyme,
• 21:43
  Speaker 8: to the pean of the bells, of the bells, keeping
• 21:46
  Speaker 8: time time time, in a sort of runic rhyme, to
• 21:50
  Speaker 8: the throbbing of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 21:54
  Speaker 8: to the sobbing of the bells, keeping time time time,
• 21:58
  Speaker 8: as he knells now bells knells in a happy runic rhyme,
• 22:03
  Speaker 8: to the rolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 22:07
  Speaker 8: to the tolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 22:15
  Speaker 8: to the moaning and the groaning of the bells. End
• 22:21
  Speaker 8: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
• 22:30
  Speaker 9: The Bells by Edgar Allan Poe, read for LibriVox dot
• 22:34
  Speaker 9: Org by David Lawrence. Here the sledges with the bells,
• 22:40
  Speaker 9: silver bells, what a world of merriment. Their melody foretells
• 22:44
  Speaker 9: how they tinkle tinkle, tinkle in the icy air of night,
• 22:48
  Speaker 9: while the stars that oversprinkle. All the heavens seem to
• 22:51
  Speaker 9: twinkle with a crystalline delight, keeping time time time, in
• 22:57
  Speaker 9: a sort of runic rhyme, to the tinton tabulation that
• 23:00
  Speaker 9: the musically wells from the bell bells, bell bells, bell bells, bells,
• 23:07
  Speaker 9: from the jingling and the tinkling of the bells here
• 23:11
  Speaker 9: the mellow wedding bells, golden bells. What a world of
• 23:14
  Speaker 9: happiness their harmony foretells through the balmy air of night,
• 23:17
  Speaker 9: How they ring out their delight from the molten golden tones,
• 23:21
  Speaker 9: and all in tune. What a liquid ditty floats to
• 23:24
  Speaker 9: the turtle dove that listens while she gloats on the
• 23:27
  Speaker 9: moon o from out the sounding cells. What a gush
• 23:31
  Speaker 9: of euphony voluminously wells, How it swells, how it dwells
• 23:35
  Speaker 9: on the future, How it tells of the rapture that
• 23:38
  Speaker 9: impels to the swinging and the ringing of the bells, bells,
• 23:44
  Speaker 9: bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bell bell bells.
• 23:50
  Speaker 9: To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells. Hear
• 23:54
  Speaker 9: the loud alarum bells, brazen bells, What a tale of terror?
• 23:58
  Speaker 9: Now their turbulence. He tells in the startled ear of night,
• 24:02
  Speaker 9: how they scream out their affright. Too much horrified to speak,
• 24:06
  Speaker 9: they can only shriek, shriek, out of tune, in a
• 24:09
  Speaker 9: clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, in a
• 24:13
  Speaker 9: mad expostulation, with the deaf and frantic fire, leaping higher, higher, higher,
• 24:19
  Speaker 9: with a desperate desire and irresolute endeavor. Now now to
• 24:24
  Speaker 9: sit or never by the side of the pale faced moon. Oh,
• 24:28
  Speaker 9: the bells, bells, bell, What a tale their terror tells
• 24:32
  Speaker 9: of despair, How they clang and clash and roar. What
• 24:37
  Speaker 9: a horror they outpour on the bosom of the palpitating air.
• 24:42
  Speaker 9: Yet the ear it fully knows, by the twanging and
• 24:45
  Speaker 9: the clanging, how the danger ebbs and flows. Yet the
• 24:49
  Speaker 9: ear distinctly tells, in the jangling and the wrangling, how
• 24:54
  Speaker 9: the danger sinks and swells, by the sinking or the
• 24:57
  Speaker 9: swelling in the anger of the bells, of the bells,
• 25:02
  Speaker 9: of the bell, bell, bell, bell, bell, bell, bells. In
• 25:07
  Speaker 9: the clamor and the clangor of the bells, hear the
• 25:11
  Speaker 9: tolling of the bells, iron bell, What a world of
• 25:15
  Speaker 9: solemn thought Their modoity compelled in the silence of the night.
• 25:19
  Speaker 9: How we shiver with affright at the melancholy menace of
• 25:22
  Speaker 9: their tone, For every sound that floats from the rest
• 25:26
  Speaker 9: within their throats is a groan. And the people, all
• 25:30
  Speaker 9: the people, they that dwell up in the steeple, all alone,
• 25:35
  Speaker 9: And who tolling, tolling, tolling in that muffled monotone, feel
• 25:41
  Speaker 9: a glory in soul rolling on the human heart a stone.
• 25:46
  Speaker 9: They are neither man nor woman. They are neither brute
• 25:49
  Speaker 9: nor human. They are ghouls, And their king it is
• 25:54
  Speaker 9: who tolls, and he rolls, rolls, rolls, rolls a pain
• 26:01
  Speaker 9: from the bells, and his merry bosom swells with the
• 26:04
  Speaker 9: pain of the bells, and he dances and he yells,
• 26:09
  Speaker 9: keeping time time time in a sort of runic rhyme,
• 26:14
  Speaker 9: to the pain of the bells, of the bells, keeping
• 26:19
  Speaker 9: time time time in a sort of runic rhyme, to
• 26:24
  Speaker 9: the throbbing of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 26:30
  Speaker 9: to the sobbing of the bells, keeping time time time
• 26:36
  Speaker 9: as he knells, knells, knells, in a happy runic rhyme
• 26:41
  Speaker 9: to the rolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 26:47
  Speaker 9: to the tolling of the bells of the bell bells, bells,
• 26:52
  Speaker 9: bellll bells, to the moaning and the groaning of the
• 26:58
  Speaker 9: bells in the poem. This recording is in the public domain.
• 27:11
  Speaker 10: The Bells by Edgar Allan Poe read for LibriVox dot
• 27:15
  Speaker 10: Org by Israel In Belgium in January twenty eleven. Here
• 27:20
  Speaker 10: the sledges with the bells, silver bells, what a world
• 27:24
  Speaker 10: of merriment? To their melody foretells how they tinkle, tinkle,
• 27:29
  Speaker 10: tinkle in the icy air of night, while the stars
• 27:32
  Speaker 10: that oversprinkle all the heavens seem to twinkle with a
• 27:36
  Speaker 10: crystalline delight, keeping time time time, in a sort of
• 27:41
  Speaker 10: rooney crime. To the tintin abilation that so musically wells
• 27:45
  Speaker 10: from the bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 27:48
  Speaker 11: Bells, bells, bells.
• 27:50
  Speaker 10: From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells, hear
• 27:55
  Speaker 10: the mellow wedding bells, golden bells, What a world of
• 27:59
  Speaker 10: happiness there harmony alle tells through the balmy air of night,
• 28:03
  Speaker 10: how they ring out their delight from the molten golden notes,
• 28:07
  Speaker 10: and all in tune What a liquid ditty floats to
• 28:10
  Speaker 10: the turtle dove that listens while she gloats on the moon. Oh,
• 28:15
  Speaker 10: from out the sounding cells, What a gush of euphony
• 28:19
  Speaker 10: voluminously wells, How it swells, how it dwells on the future,
• 28:24
  Speaker 10: How it tells of the rupture that impels to the
• 28:27
  Speaker 10: swinging and the ringing of the bells, bells, bells of
• 28:31
  Speaker 10: the bells, bells, bells.
• 28:34
  Speaker 11: Bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 28:39
  Speaker 10: To the rhyming and the chiming of.
• 28:41
  Speaker 11: The bells, hear the loud alarum bells, brazen bells.
• 28:47
  Speaker 10: What a tale of terror? Now their turbulency tells in
• 28:52
  Speaker 10: the startled deer of night, how they scream out to
• 28:55
  Speaker 10: their a fright, too much horrified to speak, they can
• 28:58
  Speaker 10: only shriek, freak out of tune in a clamorous appealing
• 29:03
  Speaker 10: to the mercy of the fire, in a mad ex postulation,
• 29:06
  Speaker 10: with a deaf and frantic fire leaping higher, higher, higher,
• 29:11
  Speaker 10: with a desperate desire, And the resolute and devil now
• 29:15
  Speaker 10: now to sit on never by the side of the
• 29:18
  Speaker 10: pale faced moon. O the bells, bells, bells, What a
• 29:24
  Speaker 10: till their terror tells of despair? How they clang and
• 29:30
  Speaker 10: clash and roar. What horror they outpour on the bosom
• 29:34
  Speaker 10: of the palpitating air. Yet the ear it fully knows,
• 29:38
  Speaker 10: by the twanging and the clanging, how the danger ebbs
• 29:42
  Speaker 10: and flows. Yet the ear distinctly tells in the jangling
• 29:46
  Speaker 10: and the wrangling, how the danger sinks and swells, by
• 29:50
  Speaker 10: the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells.
• 29:54
  Speaker 11: Of the bells, of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 30:05
  Speaker 11: In the clamor and the clangor of the bells, here
• 30:10
  Speaker 11: the tolling of the bells, iron bells, What a world
• 30:13
  Speaker 11: of solemn thought to their monarchy compels in the silence
• 30:17
  Speaker 11: of the night. How we shiver with the fright at
• 30:20
  Speaker 11: the melancholy menace of their tone. For every sound that
• 30:23
  Speaker 11: floats from the rest within their.
• 30:25
  Speaker 10: Throats is grown. And the people are the people, They
• 30:30
  Speaker 10: that dwell up in the steeple all alone, and who tolling, talling, talling,
• 30:35
  Speaker 10: in that muffled monotone feel a glory in so rolling
• 30:40
  Speaker 10: on the human heart a stone. They are neither men
• 30:43
  Speaker 10: nor women. They are neither brute nor human. They are
• 30:48
  Speaker 10: ghouls and their king, it is who tolls, and he rolls, rolls, rolls, rolls,
• 30:55
  Speaker 10: appearing from the bells, and his merry bosom swells with
• 30:59
  Speaker 10: thee of the bells, and he dances, and he yells,
• 31:03
  Speaker 10: keeping time time time in a sort of runy crime.
• 31:08
  Speaker 10: To the peing of the bells of the bells, keeping
• 31:12
  Speaker 10: time time time in a sort of runic crime. To
• 31:15
  Speaker 10: the thrubbing of.
• 31:16
  Speaker 12: The bells of the bells, bells, bells, to the sobbing
• 31:22
  Speaker 12: of the bells, keeping time time time as he nels snels,
• 31:28
  Speaker 12: nels in a happy rony crime.
• 31:30
  Speaker 10: To the rolling of the.
• 31:31
  Speaker 11: Bells of the bells, bells, bells, to the tolling of
• 31:37
  Speaker 11: the bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, to.
• 31:48
  Speaker 10: The moaning and the groaning of the bells end of boom.
• 31:55
  Speaker 10: This recording is in the public domain.
• 32:03
  Speaker 13: The Bells by Edgar Allan Poe, Redfhlibrivox dot Org by
• 32:08
  Speaker 13: Gaiale Cato. Here the sledges with the bells, silver bells,
• 32:14
  Speaker 13: what a world of merriment to their melody foretells how
• 32:17
  Speaker 13: they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, and the icy air of night,
• 32:22
  Speaker 13: while the stars that oversprinkle. All the heavens seem to
• 32:25
  Speaker 13: twinkle with the crystalline delight, keeping.
• 32:27
  Speaker 14: Time time, time, in.
• 32:30
  Speaker 13: A sort of runic rime, to the tintelabulation that so
• 32:34
  Speaker 13: musically wells from.
• 32:35
  Speaker 14: The bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 32:40
  Speaker 13: Bells, From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells
• 32:46
  Speaker 13: here the mellow wedding bells, golden bells. What a world
• 32:50
  Speaker 13: of happiness their harmony foretells through the balmy air of night,
• 32:54
  Speaker 13: How they ring out their delight from the molten golden notes,
• 32:57
  Speaker 13: and all in tune. What a liquid is floats to
• 33:00
  Speaker 13: the turtle dove that listens while he gloats on the moon,
• 33:04
  Speaker 13: or from out the sounding cells, What a gush of
• 33:07
  Speaker 13: euphony voluminously wells, How it swells, how it dwells on
• 33:11
  Speaker 13: the future, How it tells of the rapture that impels
• 33:14
  Speaker 13: to the swinging and the ringing of.
• 33:16
  Speaker 14: The bells, bells, bells, of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 33:26
  Speaker 13: To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells. Hear
• 33:31
  Speaker 13: the loud alarm bells, brazen bells, What a tale of terror?
• 33:35
  Speaker 13: Now their turbulency tells in the startled ear of night,
• 33:39
  Speaker 13: tell they scream out to their affright. Too much horrified
• 33:42
  Speaker 13: to speak, they can only shriek, shriek at a tune,
• 33:45
  Speaker 13: in a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire,
• 33:48
  Speaker 13: in a mad expostulation, with the deaf and frantic fire leaping.
• 33:51
  Speaker 15: Higher, higher, higher.
• 33:54
  Speaker 13: In a desperate desire, and the resolute endeavor now now
• 33:58
  Speaker 13: to sit or never, by the side the pale faced moon. Oh,
• 34:02
  Speaker 13: the bells, bells, bells, What a tale their terror tells
• 34:06
  Speaker 13: of despair, how they clang and clash and roar, but
• 34:09
  Speaker 13: a horror. They are poor on the bosom of the
• 34:12
  Speaker 13: palpulating air. Yet the ear it fully knows, by the
• 34:15
  Speaker 13: twanging and the clanging, how the danger ebbs and flows.
• 34:19
  Speaker 13: Yet the ear distinctly tells, in the jangling and the wrangling,
• 34:22
  Speaker 13: how the danger sinks and swells, by the sinking or
• 34:25
  Speaker 13: the swelling in the anger of the bells, of the bells,
• 34:29
  Speaker 13: of the.
• 34:29
  Speaker 15: Bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 34:35
  Speaker 13: In the clamor and the clangor of the bells, hear
• 34:40
  Speaker 13: the tolling of the bells, iron bells, what a world
• 34:44
  Speaker 13: of solemn thought. Their monotony compels in the silence of
• 34:48
  Speaker 13: the night. How we shiver with affright the melancholy menace
• 34:51
  Speaker 13: of their tone. For every sound that floats from the
• 34:55
  Speaker 13: rest within their throats is a groan. And the people, ah,
• 34:59
  Speaker 13: the people, they that dwell up in the steeple, all alone,
• 35:03
  Speaker 13: and who tolling, tolling, tolling, and that muffled monotone feel
• 35:11
  Speaker 13: a glory in so rolling on the human heart a stone.
• 35:15
  Speaker 13: They are neither man nor woman. They are neither brute
• 35:19
  Speaker 13: nor human. They are ghouls. And their king it is
• 35:22
  Speaker 13: who tolls, and he.
• 35:23
  Speaker 14: Roll, roll, roll.
• 35:28
  Speaker 13: Roll, a pen from the bells, and his merry bosom
• 35:34
  Speaker 13: swells with a pen from the bells, and he dances
• 35:37
  Speaker 13: and he yells, keeping time time time in a sort
• 35:44
  Speaker 13: of runic rhyme to the pen of the bells, and
• 35:48
  Speaker 13: the bells keeping.
• 35:49
  Speaker 11: Time time time.
• 35:54
  Speaker 13: In a sort of runic rhyme, to the throbbing of
• 35:56
  Speaker 13: the bells of.
• 35:57
  Speaker 14: The bells, bells bell.
• 36:02
  Speaker 13: To the sobbing of the bells, keeping.
• 36:05
  Speaker 14: Time time time as he nowss nws nws.
• 36:15
  Speaker 13: In a happy runic rhyme to the rolling of the bells.
• 36:19
  Speaker 14: Of the bells, bells, bell.
• 36:24
  Speaker 13: To the tolling of the bells of the.
• 36:27
  Speaker 14: Bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 36:38
  Speaker 13: To the moaning and the groaning of the bells. End
• 36:43
  Speaker 13: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
• 36:53
  Speaker 7: The bills by edri Ellen per read for libox dot
• 36:57
  Speaker 7: org by algaepag Perth, which in Australia. Here the sledges
• 37:03
  Speaker 7: with the bells, silver bells, What a world of merriment?
• 37:08
  Speaker 7: Their melody foretells, how they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle in the
• 37:14
  Speaker 7: icy air of night, while the stars that herber sprinkle,
• 37:18
  Speaker 7: all the heavens seem to twinkle with a crystalline delight,
• 37:22
  Speaker 7: keeping time time time, in a sort of runic rhyme,
• 37:29
  Speaker 7: to the tintinabulation that so musically wells from the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 37:41
  Speaker 7: from the jingling and the tinkling of the bells. Here
• 37:49
  Speaker 7: the mellow wedding bells, golden bells, What a world of
• 37:54
  Speaker 7: happiness their harmony foretells, through the balmy air of night,
• 37:59
  Speaker 7: how they ring out their delight from the molten golden notes,
• 38:03
  Speaker 7: and all in tune. What a liquid ditty floats to
• 38:07
  Speaker 7: the turtle dove that listens while she gloats on the moon,
• 38:12
  Speaker 7: o from out the sounding cells. What a gush of
• 38:15
  Speaker 7: euphony voluminously wells, How it swells, how it dwells on
• 38:21
  Speaker 7: the future, How it tells of the rapture that impels
• 38:25
  Speaker 7: to the swinging and the ringing of the bells, bells,
• 38:29
  Speaker 7: bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 38:37
  Speaker 7: To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells here
• 38:42
  Speaker 7: the loud alarum bells, brazen bells. What a tale of terror?
• 38:48
  Speaker 7: Now their turbulency tells, in the startled ear of night,
• 38:52
  Speaker 7: how they scrim out their affright too much horrified to speak,
• 38:57
  Speaker 7: they can only shriek, shriek, out of tune, in a
• 39:01
  Speaker 7: clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, in a
• 39:05
  Speaker 7: mad expostulation, with the deaf and frantic fire leaping higher, higher, higher,
• 39:12
  Speaker 7: with a desperate desire and a resolute endeavor. Now now
• 39:16
  Speaker 7: to sit or never by the side of the pale
• 39:19
  Speaker 7: faced moon. Oh, the bells, bells, bells, What a tale
• 39:25
  Speaker 7: their terror, tales of despair, How they clang and clash
• 39:30
  Speaker 7: and roar. What a horror they are pour on a
• 39:34
  Speaker 7: bosom of the palpitating air. Yet the ear it fully knows,
• 39:38
  Speaker 7: by the twanging and the clanging, how the danger ebbs
• 39:42
  Speaker 7: and flows. Yet the ear distinctly tells in the jangling
• 39:46
  Speaker 7: and the wrangling, how the danger sinks and swells, by
• 39:51
  Speaker 7: the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells,
• 39:55
  Speaker 7: of the bells, of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 40:03
  Speaker 7: In the clamor and the clangor of the bells, hear
• 40:07
  Speaker 7: the tolling of the bells, iron bells. What a world
• 40:12
  Speaker 7: of solemn thought their monody compels in the silence of
• 40:17
  Speaker 7: the night. How we shiver with affright at the melancholy
• 40:21
  Speaker 7: menace of their tone. For every sound that floats from
• 40:25
  Speaker 7: the rust within their throats is a groan. And the people, ah,
• 40:30
  Speaker 7: the people, they that dwell up in the steeple, all alone,
• 40:35
  Speaker 7: who tolling, tolling, tolling in that muffled monotone, feel a
• 40:42
  Speaker 7: glory in so rolling on the human heart a stone.
• 40:47
  Speaker 7: They are neither man nor woman. They are neither brute
• 40:50
  Speaker 7: nor human. They are ghols, and their king it is
• 40:55
  Speaker 7: who tolls, and he rolls, rolls, rolls, roll pain from
• 41:01
  Speaker 7: the bells, and his merry bosom swells with the pain
• 41:05
  Speaker 7: of the bells, and he dances, and he yells, keeping
• 41:10
  Speaker 7: time time time in a sort of runic rhyme, to
• 41:15
  Speaker 7: the pain of the bells of the bells, keeping time
• 41:20
  Speaker 7: time time in a sort of runic rhyme, to the
• 41:24
  Speaker 7: throbbing of the bells of the bells, bells, bells, to
• 41:29
  Speaker 7: the sobbing of the bells, keeping time time time, as
• 41:35
  Speaker 7: he knells, knells, knells in a happy runic rhyme, to
• 41:40
  Speaker 7: the rolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 41:45
  Speaker 7: to the tolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 41:53
  Speaker 7: to the mourning and the groaning of the bells. End
• 42:00
  Speaker 7: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
• 42:12
  Speaker 3: The Bells by Edgar Allumpour read for LibriVox dot org
• 42:16
  Speaker 3: by Jessamles. Hear the sledges with the bells, silver bells,
• 42:23
  Speaker 3: what a world of merriment? Their melody foretells how they tinkle, tinkle,
• 42:27
  Speaker 3: tinkle in the icy air of night, while the stars
• 42:30
  Speaker 3: that oversprinkle. All the heavens seem to twinkle with a
• 42:32
  Speaker 3: crystalline delight, keeping time time time, in a sort of
• 42:36
  Speaker 3: runic rhyme, to the tintinabulation that so musically wells from
• 42:40
  Speaker 3: the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, From the
• 42:44
  Speaker 3: jingling and the tinkling of the bells, hear the mellow
• 42:48
  Speaker 3: wedding bells, golden bells. What a world of happiness their
• 42:52
  Speaker 3: harmony foretells through the balmy air of night, How they
• 42:56
  Speaker 3: wring out their delight from the molten golden notes, and
• 42:59
  Speaker 3: all in chune. What a liquid ditty floats to the
• 43:01
  Speaker 3: turtle dove that listens while she gloats on the moon,
• 43:04
  Speaker 3: or from out the sounding cells, what a gush of
• 43:07
  Speaker 3: euphony voluminously wells, How it swells, how it dwells on
• 43:11
  Speaker 3: the future, How it tells of the rapture that impels
• 43:14
  Speaker 3: to the swinging and the ringing of the bells, bells, bells,
• 43:17
  Speaker 3: of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, to
• 43:21
  Speaker 3: the rhyming and the chiming of the bells. Here the
• 43:25
  Speaker 3: loud alarum bells praysen bells, What a tale of terror.
• 43:30
  Speaker 3: Now their turbulence, he tells, in the startled ear of night,
• 43:33
  Speaker 3: how they scream out their affright too much horrified to speak,
• 43:37
  Speaker 3: they can only shriek, shriek out of chune in a
• 43:40
  Speaker 3: clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, in a
• 43:42
  Speaker 3: maddex postulation, with the deaf and frantic fire, leaping higher, higher, higher,
• 43:47
  Speaker 3: with a desperate desire and a resolute endeavor. Now now
• 43:51
  Speaker 3: to sit or never by the side of the pale
• 43:53
  Speaker 3: faced moon. Or the bells, bells, bells, What a tale
• 43:57
  Speaker 3: their terror tells of despair, How they clang and class
• 44:00
  Speaker 3: and roar, What a horror they outpour on the bosom
• 44:02
  Speaker 3: of the palpitating air. Yet the ear, it fully knows,
• 44:06
  Speaker 3: by the twanging and the clanging, how the danger ebbs
• 44:09
  Speaker 3: and flows. Yet the ear distinctly tells, in the jangling
• 44:12
  Speaker 3: and the wrangling, how the danger sinks and swells, by
• 44:15
  Speaker 3: the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells,
• 44:18
  Speaker 3: of the bells, of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 44:22
  Speaker 3: In the clamor and the clangor of the bells, here
• 44:26
  Speaker 3: the tolling of the bells, iron bells. What a world
• 44:30
  Speaker 3: of solemn thought their monody compels in the silence of
• 44:33
  Speaker 3: the night. How we shiver with affright at the melancholy
• 44:37
  Speaker 3: menace of their tone, For every sound that floats from
• 44:40
  Speaker 3: the rust within their throats is a groan. And the
• 44:42
  Speaker 3: people are the people there that dwell up in the steeple,
• 44:45
  Speaker 3: all alone, And who tolling, tolling, tolling in that muffled
• 44:49
  Speaker 3: monotone feel a glory in so rolling on the human
• 44:53
  Speaker 3: heart of stone. They are neither man nor woman. They
• 44:55
  Speaker 3: are neither brute nor human. They are ghouls, and their
• 44:59
  Speaker 3: king it is who tall, and he rolls, rolls, rolls, rolls,
• 45:03
  Speaker 3: a pean from the bells, and his merry bosom swells
• 45:06
  Speaker 3: with the pean of the bells, and he dances, and
• 45:09
  Speaker 3: he yells, keeping time time time in a sort of
• 45:12
  Speaker 3: runic rhyme to the paean of the bells of the bells,
• 45:16
  Speaker 3: keeping time time, time, in a sort of runic rhyme
• 45:19
  Speaker 3: to the throbbing of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 45:22
  Speaker 3: to the sobbing of the bells, keeping time time, time,
• 45:25
  Speaker 3: as he knells nells nells in a happy runic rhyme
• 45:29
  Speaker 3: to the rolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 45:32
  Speaker 3: to the tolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 45:37
  Speaker 3: to the morning and the groaning of the bells.
• 45:42
  Speaker 4: End of poem.
• 45:44
  Speaker 3: This recording is in the public domain.
• 45:51
  Speaker 16: The Bells by Edgar Allan Powell read for Lebrevox dot
• 45:55
  Speaker 16: Org by Jennymeisberger, February eighth, two thousand eleven, gig Harbor, Washington.
• 46:03
  Speaker 16: Here the sledges with the bells, silver bells, What a
• 46:07
  Speaker 16: world of merriment? Their melody foretells how they tinkle, tinkle,
• 46:10
  Speaker 16: tinkle in the icy air of night, while the stars
• 46:13
  Speaker 16: that oversprinkle all the heavens seem to twinkle with a
• 46:17
  Speaker 16: crystalline delight, keeping time time, time, in a sort of
• 46:21
  Speaker 16: runic rhyme, to the tintin abulation that so musically wells
• 46:25
  Speaker 16: from the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, from
• 46:29
  Speaker 16: the jingling and tinkling of the bells. Here the mellow
• 46:34
  Speaker 16: wedding bells, golden bells, What a world of happiness? Their
• 46:39
  Speaker 16: harmony foretells through the balmy air of night, how they
• 46:44
  Speaker 16: ring out their delight from the molten golden notes, and
• 46:49
  Speaker 16: all in tune. What a liquid ditty floats to the
• 46:53
  Speaker 16: turtle dove that listens while she gloats on the moon. Oh,
• 46:58
  Speaker 16: from out the sound cells, What a gush of euphony
• 47:02
  Speaker 16: voluminously wells, How it swells, how it dwells on the future,
• 47:08
  Speaker 16: How it tells of the rapture that impels to the
• 47:11
  Speaker 16: swinging and the ringing of the bells, bells, bells of
• 47:16
  Speaker 16: the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, to the rhyming
• 47:23
  Speaker 16: and the chiming of the bells here the loud alarum bells,
• 47:29
  Speaker 16: brazen bells. What a tale of terror. Now their turbulence
• 47:32
  Speaker 16: tells in the startled ear of night, how they scream
• 47:36
  Speaker 16: out their affright too much horrified to speak, they can
• 47:39
  Speaker 16: only shriek, shriek, out of tune, in a clamorous appealing
• 47:44
  Speaker 16: to the mercy of the fire, in a mad expostulation,
• 47:48
  Speaker 16: with the deaf and frantic fire leaping higher, higher, higher,
• 47:53
  Speaker 16: with a desperate desire and a resolute endeavor. Now now
• 47:58
  Speaker 16: to sit or never by the side of the pale
• 48:01
  Speaker 16: faced moon. Oh, the bells, bells, bells, What a tale,
• 48:06
  Speaker 16: their terror, tales of despair, How they clang and crash
• 48:10
  Speaker 16: and roar, What a horror they outpour on the bosom
• 48:14
  Speaker 16: of the palpitating air. Yet the ear it fully knows,
• 48:19
  Speaker 16: by the twanging and the clanging, how the danger ebbs
• 48:24
  Speaker 16: and flows. Yet the ear distinctly tells in the jangling
• 48:29
  Speaker 16: and the wrangling, how the danger sinks and swells, by
• 48:34
  Speaker 16: the sinking or swelling in the anger of the bells,
• 48:37
  Speaker 16: of the bells, of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 48:43
  Speaker 16: In the clamor and the clangor of the bells, hear
• 48:48
  Speaker 16: the tolling of the bells, iron bells, What a world
• 48:54
  Speaker 16: of solemn thought. Their monody compels in the silence of
• 49:00
  Speaker 16: the night. How we shiver with affright at the melancholy
• 49:03
  Speaker 16: menace of their tone. For every sound that floats from
• 49:09
  Speaker 16: the rust within their throats is a groan. And the people, ah,
• 49:16
  Speaker 16: the people, they that dwell up in the steeple all alone,
• 49:20
  Speaker 16: and who tolling, tolling, tolling in that muffled monotone feel
• 49:27
  Speaker 16: a glory in so rolling on the human heart a stone.
• 49:32
  Speaker 16: They are neither man nor woman. They are neither brute
• 49:37
  Speaker 16: nor human. They are ghouls, and their king it is
• 49:41
  Speaker 16: who tolls as he rolls, rolls, rolls, rolls, a pean
• 49:46
  Speaker 16: from the bells, and his merry bosom swells with the
• 49:50
  Speaker 16: pean of the bells, and he dances, and he yells,
• 49:54
  Speaker 16: keeping time time time in a sort of runic rhyme,
• 50:00
  Speaker 16: to the paean of the bells of the bells, keeping
• 50:05
  Speaker 16: time time time, in a sort of runic rhyme, to
• 50:12
  Speaker 16: the throbbing of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 50:17
  Speaker 16: to the sobbing of the bells, keeping time time time
• 50:23
  Speaker 16: as he knells, knells, knells in a happy runic rhyme,
• 50:27
  Speaker 16: to the rolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 50:33
  Speaker 16: to the tolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 50:47
  Speaker 16: to the moaning and the groaning of the bells. End
• 50:54
  Speaker 16: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
• 51:06
  Speaker 17: The Bells by Edgar Allan Powe read for Liberwoks dot
• 51:09
  Speaker 17: Org by Levy Dttweiler. Here the sledges with the bells,
• 51:14
  Speaker 17: silver bells. What a world of merriment their melody foretells,
• 51:18
  Speaker 17: how they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle in the icy air of night,
• 51:22
  Speaker 17: while the stars that oversprinkle all the heavens seem to
• 51:26
  Speaker 17: twinkle with a crystalline delight, keeping time time time, in
• 51:31
  Speaker 17: a sort of runic rhyme, to the tintinabulation that so
• 51:35
  Speaker 17: musically wells from the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 51:42
  Speaker 17: From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells here
• 51:47
  Speaker 17: the mellow wedding bells, golden bells, What a world of
• 51:51
  Speaker 17: happiness their harmony foretells, through the balmy air of night,
• 51:55
  Speaker 17: how they bring out their delight from the molten golden
• 51:58
  Speaker 17: notes and all into un What a liquid ditty floats
• 52:02
  Speaker 17: to the turtle dove that listens while she gloats on
• 52:05
  Speaker 17: the moon. Oh, from the sounding cells, what a gush
• 52:09
  Speaker 17: of euphony voluminously dwells, How it swells, how it dwells
• 52:14
  Speaker 17: on the future, How it tells of the rapture that
• 52:18
  Speaker 17: impels to the swinging and the ringing of the bells, bells, bells,
• 52:24
  Speaker 17: of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells. To
• 52:30
  Speaker 17: the rhyming and the chiming of the bells, here the
• 52:37
  Speaker 17: loud olorum bells, brazen bells, What a tale of terror?
• 52:41
  Speaker 17: Now their turbulency tells in the startled ear of night,
• 52:46
  Speaker 17: how they scream out their affright too much horrified to speak,
• 52:50
  Speaker 17: they can only shriek, shriek, out of tune, in a
• 52:54
  Speaker 17: clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, in a
• 52:57
  Speaker 17: mad expostulation, with the death and frantic fire, leaping higher, higher, higher,
• 53:05
  Speaker 17: with a desperate desire and a resolute endeavor. Now now
• 53:09
  Speaker 17: to sit or never by the side of the pale
• 53:12
  Speaker 17: faced moon. O the bells, bells, bells, What a tale
• 53:18
  Speaker 17: their terror tells of despair? How they clang and crash
• 53:23
  Speaker 17: and roar, What a horror they out pour on the
• 53:26
  Speaker 17: bosom of the palpitating air. Yet the ear it fully knows,
• 53:31
  Speaker 17: by the twanging and the clanging, how the danger ebbs
• 53:35
  Speaker 17: and flows. Yet the ear distinctly tells in the jangling
• 53:39
  Speaker 17: and the wrangling, how the danger sinks and swells. By
• 53:44
  Speaker 17: the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells,
• 53:47
  Speaker 17: of the bells, of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 53:55
  Speaker 17: bells in the clamor and the clanger of the bells,
• 54:01
  Speaker 17: here the tolling of the bells, iron bells. What a
• 54:05
  Speaker 17: world of solemn thought their monody compels in the silence
• 54:09
  Speaker 17: of the night. How we shiver with affright at the
• 54:12
  Speaker 17: melancholy menace of their tone. For every sound that floats
• 54:17
  Speaker 17: from the rust within their throats is a groan. And
• 54:21
  Speaker 17: the people, ah, the people, they that dwell up in
• 54:25
  Speaker 17: the steeple, all alone, and who tolling, tolling, tolling in
• 54:31
  Speaker 17: that muffled monotone feel a glory in so rolling on
• 54:35
  Speaker 17: the human heart a stone. They are neither man nor woman.
• 54:40
  Speaker 17: They are neither brute nor human. They are gulls. And
• 54:44
  Speaker 17: their king it is who tolls, and he rolls, rolls, rolls, rolls,
• 54:50
  Speaker 17: appearing from the bells, and his merry bosom swells with
• 54:54
  Speaker 17: the pain of the bells, and he dances and he yells,
• 54:57
  Speaker 17: keeping time time to in a sort of runic rhyme
• 55:02
  Speaker 17: to the pain of the bells of the bells, keeping
• 55:07
  Speaker 17: time time time, in a sort of runic rhyme to
• 55:11
  Speaker 17: the throbbing of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 55:16
  Speaker 17: to the sobbing of the bells, keeping time time time,
• 55:21
  Speaker 17: as he knellsnellsnells in a happy runic rhyme. To the
• 55:27
  Speaker 17: rolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells, to
• 55:32
  Speaker 17: the tolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 55:40
  Speaker 17: to the moaning and the groaning of the bells, and
• 55:45
  Speaker 17: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
• 55:54
  Speaker 18: The Bells by Edgar Allan Powell read for LibriVox dot
• 55:58
  Speaker 18: Org by Leonard Wilson of Springfield, Ohio. Here the sledges
• 56:04
  Speaker 18: with the bells, silver bells, what a world of merriment?
• 56:08
  Speaker 18: Their melody foretells how they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle in the
• 56:12
  Speaker 18: icy air of night, while the stars that over sprinkle
• 56:15
  Speaker 18: all the heavens seem to twinkle with a crystalline delight,
• 56:19
  Speaker 18: keeping time time time, in a sort of runic rhyme,
• 56:23
  Speaker 18: to the tinted ambulation that so musically wells from the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 56:30
  Speaker 18: from the jingling and the tinkling of the bells. Here
• 56:35
  Speaker 18: the mellow wedding bells, golden bells. What a world of
• 56:41
  Speaker 18: happiness their harmony foretells through the balmy air of night,
• 56:46
  Speaker 18: how they ring out their delight from the molten golden
• 56:49
  Speaker 18: notes and all in tune. What a liquid ditty floats
• 56:53
  Speaker 18: to the turtle dove that listens while she gloats on
• 56:57
  Speaker 18: the moon o from out the sounding cells. What a
• 57:02
  Speaker 18: gush of euphon eve voluminously wells, How it swells, how
• 57:07
  Speaker 18: it dwells on the future, How it tells of the
• 57:10
  Speaker 18: rapture that impels to the swinging and the ringing of
• 57:14
  Speaker 18: the bells, bells.
• 57:15
  Speaker 19: Bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 57:22
  Speaker 19: to the rhyming and the chiming of the bells.
• 57:28
  Speaker 18: Here the loud alarm bells, brazen bells. What a tale
• 57:32
  Speaker 18: of terror? Now their turbulency tells, in the startled air
• 57:35
  Speaker 18: of night, how they scream out their affright. Too much
• 57:38
  Speaker 18: horrified to speak, they can only shriek, shriek, out of
• 57:41
  Speaker 18: tune in a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire,
• 57:45
  Speaker 18: in a mad expostulation, with the deaf and frantic fire
• 57:49
  Speaker 18: leaping higher, higher, higher, with a desperate desire and a
• 57:52
  Speaker 18: resolute endeavor. Now now to sit or never by the
• 57:56
  Speaker 18: side of the pale faced moon. Oh, the bells, bells, bells,
• 58:01
  Speaker 18: What a tale their terror tells of despair, How they
• 58:05
  Speaker 18: clang and clash and roar. What a horror they are
• 58:09
  Speaker 18: pour on the bosom of the palpitating air. Yet the
• 58:12
  Speaker 18: ear it fully knows, by the twanging and the clanging,
• 58:16
  Speaker 18: how the danger ebbs and flows. Yet the ear distinctly
• 58:20
  Speaker 18: tells in the jangling and the wrangling, how the danger
• 58:23
  Speaker 18: sinks and swells, by the sinking or the swelling in
• 58:27
  Speaker 18: the anger of the bells, of the bells, of.
• 58:31
  Speaker 19: The bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 58:35
  Speaker 18: In the clamor and the clangor of the bells, here,
• 58:41
  Speaker 18: the tolling of the bells, iron bells, What a world
• 58:47
  Speaker 18: of solemn thought their monody compels in the silence of
• 58:52
  Speaker 18: the night. How we shiver with the fright at the
• 58:55
  Speaker 18: melancholy menace of their tone. For every sound that floats
• 59:00
  Speaker 18: from the rust within their throats.
• 59:03
  Speaker 4: Is a groan.
• 59:05
  Speaker 18: And the people, ah, the people, they that dwell up
• 59:10
  Speaker 18: in the steeple, all alone, and to tolling tolling, tolling
• 59:15
  Speaker 18: in that muffled monotone feel a glory and soul, rolling
• 59:20
  Speaker 18: of the human heart a stone. They are neither man
• 59:25
  Speaker 18: nor woman. They are neither brute nor human. They are ghouls,
• 59:31
  Speaker 18: and their king it is who tolls, and he rolls, rolls, rolls, rolls.
• 59:36
  Speaker 18: A pean from the bells, and his merry bosom swells
• 59:40
  Speaker 18: with the pean of the bells, and he dances and
• 59:43
  Speaker 18: he yells, keeping time time time in a sort of
• 59:47
  Speaker 18: runic rhyme, to the pean of the bells of the bells,
• 59:52
  Speaker 18: keeping time time time in a sort of runic rhyme,
• 59:57
  Speaker 18: to the throbbing of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 1:00:03
  Speaker 18: to the sobbing of the bells, keeping time time time
• 1:00:08
  Speaker 18: as he knells, knells, knells in a happy runic rhyme,
• 1:00:13
  Speaker 18: to the rolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 1:00:18
  Speaker 18: to the tolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 1:00:28
  Speaker 18: to the moaning and the groaning.
• 1:00:32
  Speaker 20: Of the bells.
• 1:00:36
  Speaker 18: And ufom. This recording is in the public domain.
• 1:00:46
  Speaker 21: The Bells by Edgar Allan Poe read for LibriVox dot
• 1:00:52
  Speaker 21: Org by Lilienevalve from Portugal. Here the sledges with the bells,
• 1:01:00
  Speaker 21: silver bells, What a world of merriment? The melody foretells,
• 1:01:04
  Speaker 21: how they tinkle tinkle, tinkle in the icy air of night,
• 1:01:08
  Speaker 21: while the stars that over sprinkle all the heavens seem
• 1:01:11
  Speaker 21: to twinkle with a crystalline delight, keeping time, time, time,
• 1:01:16
  Speaker 21: and a sort of rumy crhyme to the tinting ebulation
• 1:01:19
  Speaker 21: that so musically wells from the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 1:01:26
  Speaker 21: from the jingling and the tinkling of the bells. Here
• 1:01:31
  Speaker 21: the mellow wedding bells, golden bells, What a world of happiness?
• 1:01:36
  Speaker 21: Their harmony foretells through the balmy air of night, how
• 1:01:40
  Speaker 21: they ring out their delight from the golden molden notes
• 1:01:44
  Speaker 21: and all in tune. What a liquid diddy floats to
• 1:01:48
  Speaker 21: the turtle dove that listens while she gloats on the moon,
• 1:01:52
  Speaker 21: or from out the sounding cells, where a gush of
• 1:01:55
  Speaker 21: euph and evoluminously wells, how it swells, how it dwells
• 1:02:00
  Speaker 21: on the future, How it tells of the rapture that
• 1:02:03
  Speaker 21: impels to the swinging and the ringing of the bells, bells,
• 1:02:08
  Speaker 21: bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, to
• 1:02:15
  Speaker 21: the rhyming and the shining of the bells. Hear the
• 1:02:20
  Speaker 21: loud alarum bells, brazen bells, What a tale of terror?
• 1:02:25
  Speaker 21: Now their turbulency tells in the startled ear of night,
• 1:02:31
  Speaker 21: how they scream out their affright too much horrified to speak,
• 1:02:36
  Speaker 21: they can only shriek, shriek out of tune, in a
• 1:02:40
  Speaker 21: glamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, in a
• 1:02:43
  Speaker 21: mad expostulation, with the deaf and frantic fire leaping higher, higher, higher,
• 1:02:49
  Speaker 21: with a desperate desire and a resolute endeavor. Now now
• 1:02:54
  Speaker 21: to sit or never by the side of the pale
• 1:02:57
  Speaker 21: faced moon. The bells, bells, bells, What a tail their
• 1:03:03
  Speaker 21: terror tells of despair, How they clang and clash and roar,
• 1:03:10
  Speaker 21: What a horror they ought for on the bosom of
• 1:03:13
  Speaker 21: the poppetitating air. Yet the ear it fully knows by
• 1:03:18
  Speaker 21: the twanging and the clanging, how the danger ebbs and
• 1:03:21
  Speaker 21: flows yet to hear distinctly tells in the jangling and
• 1:03:25
  Speaker 21: the wrangling, how the danger sinks and swells by the
• 1:03:29
  Speaker 21: sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells,
• 1:03:33
  Speaker 21: of the bells, of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 1:03:41
  Speaker 21: in the clamor and the clangor of the bells. Hear
• 1:03:46
  Speaker 21: the tolling of the bells, iron bells. What a world
• 1:03:49
  Speaker 21: of sun thought, their monotony compels in the silence of
• 1:03:54
  Speaker 21: the night. How we shiver with affright at the melancholy
• 1:03:57
  Speaker 21: menace of their tone. For every sound that floats from
• 1:04:01
  Speaker 21: the rust within their throats is a groan. And the people, ah,
• 1:04:07
  Speaker 21: the people, they that dwell up in the steeple all alone,
• 1:04:12
  Speaker 21: and who tolling, tolling, tolling in that muffled monotone, feel
• 1:04:15
  Speaker 21: a glory in so rolling on the human hardest stone.
• 1:04:19
  Speaker 21: They are neither man nor woman. They are neither brute
• 1:04:23
  Speaker 21: nor human. They are ghouls. And their kingdi is who tolls,
• 1:04:28
  Speaker 21: and he rolls, rolls, rolls, rolls a pain from the bells,
• 1:04:34
  Speaker 21: and his merry bosom swells with the pain of the bells,
• 1:04:38
  Speaker 21: and he dances and he yells, keeping time time time
• 1:04:42
  Speaker 21: in a sort of rooney crime to the pain of
• 1:04:45
  Speaker 21: the bells of the bells, keeping time time time in
• 1:04:50
  Speaker 21: a sort of roomy crime, to the throbbing of the
• 1:04:53
  Speaker 21: bells of the bells, bells, bells, to the sobbing of
• 1:04:59
  Speaker 21: the bells, keeping time time, time, as he nails nails,
• 1:05:04
  Speaker 21: nails in a happy, roomy crime. To the tolling of
• 1:05:07
  Speaker 21: the bells of the bells, bells, bells, to the towing
• 1:05:11
  Speaker 21: of the bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 1:05:18
  Speaker 21: to the moaning and the groaning of the bells. End
• 1:05:26
  Speaker 21: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
• 1:05:36
  Speaker 22: The Bells by.
• 1:05:36
  Speaker 20: Edgar alland Pole read for LibriVox dot org by Mike
• 1:05:39
  Speaker 20: Vendetti Mike Vendetti dot com, Florence, Colorado, February fifth, twenty eleven.
• 1:05:45
  Speaker 20: Here the sledges with the bells, silver bells, what a
• 1:05:48
  Speaker 20: world of merriment. Their melody foretells how they tinkle, tinkle,
• 1:05:52
  Speaker 20: tinkle in the icy air at night, while the stars
• 1:05:55
  Speaker 20: that oversprinkle all the heavens seem to twinkle with a
• 1:05:58
  Speaker 20: crystalline delight, keeping time, tie and time in a sort
• 1:06:02
  Speaker 20: of runic rhyme, to the tintin tabulation that so musically
• 1:06:06
  Speaker 20: wells from the bells bells bells, bells, bells, bells. From
• 1:06:11
  Speaker 20: the jingling and the tinkling of the bells. Here the
• 1:06:14
  Speaker 20: mellow wedding bells, golden bells. What a world of happiness
• 1:06:18
  Speaker 20: their harmony foretells through the balmy air of night, How
• 1:06:22
  Speaker 20: they ring out their delight from the molten golden notes
• 1:06:26
  Speaker 20: and all in tune. What a liquid ditty floats to
• 1:06:30
  Speaker 20: the turtle dove that listens while she gloats on the moon. Oh,
• 1:06:34
  Speaker 20: from out the sounding cells, What a gush of euphony
• 1:06:37
  Speaker 20: voluminously wells, How it swells, how it dwells on the future.
• 1:06:42
  Speaker 20: How it tells of the rapture that impels to the
• 1:06:45
  Speaker 20: swinging and the ringing of the bells, bells, bells of
• 1:06:50
  Speaker 20: the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, to the
• 1:06:55
  Speaker 20: rhyming and the chiming of the bell Here the loud
• 1:06:59
  Speaker 20: alarm bells, brazen bells. What a tale of terror? Now
• 1:07:02
  Speaker 20: their turbulency tells in the startled ear of night, how
• 1:07:05
  Speaker 20: they scream out through upright too much horrified to speak,
• 1:07:09
  Speaker 20: they can.
• 1:07:09
  Speaker 22: Only shriek, shriek, out of tune in a clamorous appealing
• 1:07:13
  Speaker 22: to the mercy of the fire in a mad expostulation,
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  Speaker 22: with the deaf and frantic fire leaping higher, higher, higher,
• 1:07:20
  Speaker 22: with a desperate desire and a resolute endeavor. Now now
• 1:07:23
  Speaker 22: to cinar never Why the side of the pale faced moon. Oh,
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  Speaker 22: the bells, bells, bells, What a tale of terror, tells
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  Speaker 22: of despair?
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  Speaker 20: How they clang and clash and roar. What a horror
• 1:07:38
  Speaker 20: they out pour on the bosom of the palpitating air.
• 1:07:42
  Speaker 20: Yet the ear fully knows, by the twanging and the clanging,
• 1:07:46
  Speaker 20: how the danger absence flows. Yet the ear distinctly tells,
• 1:07:50
  Speaker 20: and the jangling and the wrangling, how the danger sinks
• 1:07:53
  Speaker 20: and swells, by the sinking and the swellings, and the
• 1:07:56
  Speaker 20: anger of the bells, of the bells, of.
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  Speaker 23: The bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells in the clamor,
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  Speaker 23: and the clinger of the bells, ei, the tolling of
• 1:08:06
  Speaker 23: the bells, iron bells. What a world of solemn thought,
• 1:08:11
  Speaker 23: their monarchy compels in the silence of the night. How
• 1:08:16
  Speaker 23: we shiver with affright at the melancholy minence of her tone.
• 1:08:21
  Speaker 23: For every sound that floats from the rust within earth
• 1:08:25
  Speaker 23: roats is a groan, And the people ah, the people,
• 1:08:30
  Speaker 23: they that dwell up in the steeple, all alone, and
• 1:08:35
  Speaker 23: who tolling, tolling, tolling in that muffled monotone relay glory
• 1:08:42
  Speaker 23: and soul rolling on the human heart of stone. They
• 1:08:46
  Speaker 23: are neither man nor woman. They are neither brute nor human.
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  Speaker 20: Their ghouls and their king, it is who.
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  Speaker 17: Tolls, and he rolls, rolls.
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  Speaker 20: Rolls, roll a pion from the bells, and his merry
• 1:09:04
  Speaker 20: bosom swells with the paean of the bells, and he
• 1:09:08
  Speaker 20: dances and he yells, keeping time time time, a sort
• 1:09:14
  Speaker 20: of runic rhyme. The pean of the bells, bells keeping
• 1:09:20
  Speaker 20: time time time, a sort of runic rhyme. To the
• 1:09:25
  Speaker 20: throbbing of the bells of the bells, bells, bells, to
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  Speaker 20: the sobbing of the bells, keeping time time time as
• 1:09:38
  Speaker 20: he knels, knells, knells, a happy runic rhyme. To the
• 1:09:43
  Speaker 20: rolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells, to
• 1:09:49
  Speaker 20: the tolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 1:10:00
  Speaker 20: to the moaning and the groaning of the bells. In
• 1:10:06
  Speaker 20: the poem, this recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 24: The Bells by Edgar Allan Poe read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 24: Org by Pentehirrvonin in Finland, February two thousand and eleven.
• 1:10:28
  Speaker 24: Here the sledge is with the bells, silver bells. What
• 1:10:32
  Speaker 24: a world of merriment? The melody foretelles, how they tinkle, tinkle,
• 1:10:36
  Speaker 24: tinkle in the icy air of night, while the stars
• 1:10:40
  Speaker 24: that oversprinkle all the heavens seem to twinkle with a
• 1:10:43
  Speaker 24: crystalline delight, keeping time time time, in a sort of
• 1:10:47
  Speaker 24: runic rhyme, to the tinting nebulation that so musically was
• 1:10:52
  Speaker 24: from the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, from
• 1:10:58
  Speaker 24: the jingling and the tinkling of the bells. Here the
• 1:11:02
  Speaker 24: mellow wedding bells, gold and bells. What a world of
• 1:11:06
  Speaker 24: happiness their harmony foretells through the balmy air of night,
• 1:11:10
  Speaker 24: how they ring out their delight from the molten, golden
• 1:11:14
  Speaker 24: gnolles and all in tune. What a liquid ditty floats
• 1:11:18
  Speaker 24: to the turtle dove that listens while she gloats on
• 1:11:22
  Speaker 24: the moon. Oh, from out the sounding sells, what a
• 1:11:25
  Speaker 24: gush of euphen i voluminously wells, how it swells, how
• 1:11:30
  Speaker 24: it dwells on the future, How it tells of the
• 1:11:32
  Speaker 24: rhapsure that impels to the swinging and the ringing of
• 1:11:35
  Speaker 24: the bells, bells, bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 1:11:42
  Speaker 24: to the rhyming and the chiming of the bells. Here
• 1:11:48
  Speaker 24: the loud alarum, bells, brays and bells, What a tale
• 1:11:53
  Speaker 24: of terror. Now their turbulence, it tells, in the startled
• 1:11:56
  Speaker 24: ear of night, how they scream out there affright, too
• 1:12:01
  Speaker 24: much horrified to speak, they can only shriek, shriek, out
• 1:12:04
  Speaker 24: of tune, in a clamorous appealing to the mercy of
• 1:12:08
  Speaker 24: the fire, in a mad expostulation, with the deaf and
• 1:12:12
  Speaker 24: frantic fire leaping higher, higher, higher, with a desperate desire
• 1:12:17
  Speaker 24: and the resolute endeavor. Now now to sit on never
• 1:12:21
  Speaker 24: by the side of the pale faced moon. Oh, the bells, bells, bells,
• 1:12:26
  Speaker 24: What a tale their terror, tales of despair, How they
• 1:12:31
  Speaker 24: clang and clash and roar, What horror they ought for
• 1:12:34
  Speaker 24: on the bosom of the palvitating air. Yet the ear,
• 1:12:38
  Speaker 24: it fully knows by the twanging and the clanging, how
• 1:12:41
  Speaker 24: the danger ebbs and flows. Yet the ear distinctly tells
• 1:12:45
  Speaker 24: in the jangling and the wrangling, how the danger sinks
• 1:12:48
  Speaker 24: and swells by the sinking of the swelling, in the
• 1:12:51
  Speaker 24: anger of the bells, of the bells, of the.
• 1:12:55
  Speaker 5: Bells, bells, bells, bells, bell spells, bells, in the clamor
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  Speaker 5: and the clangor of the bells, here the tolling of
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  Speaker 5: the bell's iron bells.
• 1:13:09
  Speaker 24: What a world of solemn thoughts their monody compels in
• 1:13:13
  Speaker 24: the silence of the night. How we shiver with the
• 1:13:16
  Speaker 24: fright at the melancholy manus of their tone. For every
• 1:13:21
  Speaker 24: sound that floats from the rust within their throats is
• 1:13:24
  Speaker 24: a groan. And the people are the people, They that
• 1:13:28
  Speaker 24: dwell up in that steeple all alone, and who tolling, tolling,
• 1:13:34
  Speaker 24: tolling in that muffled monotone, feel a glory in so
• 1:13:39
  Speaker 24: rolling on the human heart a stone. They are neither
• 1:13:44
  Speaker 24: man nor a woman. They are neither brute nor human.
• 1:13:47
  Speaker 24: They are galls, and their king it is who tolls,
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  Speaker 24: and he rolls, trolls, rolls, rolls. A paeon from the bells,
• 1:13:56
  Speaker 24: and his merry bosom swells with the paean of the bells,
• 1:14:00
  Speaker 24: and he dances and he yells, keeping time time time
• 1:14:03
  Speaker 24: in the sort of runic rhyme, to the paean of
• 1:14:06
  Speaker 24: the bells of the bells, keeping time time time in
• 1:14:11
  Speaker 24: a sort of runic rhyme. To the throbbing of the
• 1:14:14
  Speaker 24: bells of the bell's bell's bells, to the sobbing of
• 1:14:19
  Speaker 24: the bells, keeping time time time as he kneels in
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  Speaker 24: eils nails in a happy ruonic crime. To the rolling
• 1:14:27
  Speaker 24: of the bells of the bells, bells, bells, to the
• 1:14:31
  Speaker 24: tolling of the bells of the bells bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
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  Speaker 24: to the moaning and the groaning of the bells. End
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  Speaker 24: of the poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 15: Bells by Edgar Allan Poe, read for libribox dot org
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  Speaker 15: by Tricia g.
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  Speaker 21: Here.
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  Speaker 15: The sledges with the bells, silver bells, what a world
• 1:15:09
  Speaker 15: of merriment. Their melody foretells how they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle
• 1:15:14
  Speaker 15: in the icy air of night, while the stars that
• 1:15:17
  Speaker 15: oversprinkle all the heavens seem to twinkle with a crystalline delight,
• 1:15:21
  Speaker 15: Keeping time time time in a sort of runic rhyme
• 1:15:25
  Speaker 15: to the tintinabulation that so musically wells from the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 1:15:32
  Speaker 15: from the jingling and the tinkling of the bells. Here
• 1:15:36
  Speaker 15: the mellow wedding bells, golden bells. What a world of
• 1:15:39
  Speaker 15: happiness their harmony foretells through the balmy air of night,
• 1:15:44
  Speaker 15: how they ring out their delight from the molten golden
• 1:15:48
  Speaker 15: notes and all in tune. What a liquid ditty floats
• 1:15:52
  Speaker 15: to the turtle dove that listens while she gloats on
• 1:15:55
  Speaker 15: the moon. Oh, from out the sounding cells, what a
• 1:15:59
  Speaker 15: gush of un voluminously wells, How it swells, how it
• 1:16:04
  Speaker 15: dwells on the future, How it tells of the rapture
• 1:16:08
  Speaker 15: that impels to the swinging and the ringing of the bells, bells,
• 1:16:13
  Speaker 15: bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 1:16:19
  Speaker 15: to the rhyming and the chiming of the bells. Here
• 1:16:24
  Speaker 15: the loud alarum bells, brazen bells. What a tale of terror?
• 1:16:28
  Speaker 15: Now their turbulency tells in the startled ear of night,
• 1:16:32
  Speaker 15: how they scream out their affright too much horrified to speak,
• 1:16:36
  Speaker 15: they can only shriek, shriek, out of tune, in a
• 1:16:40
  Speaker 15: clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, in a
• 1:16:44
  Speaker 15: mad expostulation, with the deaf and frantic fire leaping higher, higher, higher,
• 1:16:50
  Speaker 15: with a desperate desire and a resolute endeavor. Now now
• 1:16:54
  Speaker 15: to sit or never by the side of the pale
• 1:16:57
  Speaker 15: faced moon. Or the bells, bells, bells, What a tale
• 1:17:01
  Speaker 15: their terror tells of despair, How they clang and clash
• 1:17:06
  Speaker 15: and roar. What a horror they outpour on the bosom
• 1:17:10
  Speaker 15: of the palpitating air. Yet the ear it fully knows,
• 1:17:14
  Speaker 15: by the twinging and the clanging, how the danger ebbs
• 1:17:17
  Speaker 15: and flows. Yet the ear distinctly tells, in the jangling
• 1:17:20
  Speaker 15: and the wrangling, how the danger sinks and swells, by
• 1:17:24
  Speaker 15: the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells,
• 1:17:28
  Speaker 15: of the bells, of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 1:17:33
  Speaker 15: In the clamor and the clanger of the bells, here,
• 1:17:37
  Speaker 15: the tolling of the bells, iron bells, What a world
• 1:17:41
  Speaker 15: of solemn thought their monody compels in the silence of
• 1:17:46
  Speaker 15: the night, How we shiver with affright at the melancholy
• 1:17:50
  Speaker 15: menace of their tone, for every sound that floats from
• 1:17:54
  Speaker 15: the rust within their throats is a groan. And the people, ah,
• 1:17:59
  Speaker 15: the people, they that dwell up in the steeple, all alone,
• 1:18:03
  Speaker 15: and who tolling, tolling, tolling in that muffled monotone, feel
• 1:18:08
  Speaker 15: a glory in so rolling on the human heart a stone.
• 1:18:13
  Speaker 15: They are neither man nor woman. They are neither brute
• 1:18:17
  Speaker 15: nor human. They are ghouls. And their king it is
• 1:18:21
  Speaker 15: who tolls, and he rolls, rolls, rolls, rolls, a peean
• 1:18:26
  Speaker 15: from the bells, and his merry bosom swells with the
• 1:18:30
  Speaker 15: pean of the bells, and he dances, and he yells,
• 1:18:35
  Speaker 15: keeping time time time in a sort of runic rhyme,
• 1:18:39
  Speaker 15: to the pean of the bells, of the bells, keeping
• 1:18:43
  Speaker 15: time time time in a sort of runic rhyme, to
• 1:18:47
  Speaker 15: the throbbing of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 1:18:51
  Speaker 15: to the sobbing of the bells, keeping time time time
• 1:18:56
  Speaker 15: as he knells, knells, knells, in a happy runic rhyme,
• 1:19:00
  Speaker 15: time to the rolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 1:19:05
  Speaker 15: to the tolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
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  Speaker 15: bells to the moaning and the groaning of the bells.
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  Speaker 5: End of poem.
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  Speaker 15: This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 25: The Bells by Edgar Allan Poe read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 25: Org by Winston Tharp. Hear the sledges with the bells,
• 1:19:38
  Speaker 25: silpha bells, What a world of merriment? Their melody foretells?
• 1:19:43
  Speaker 25: How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle in the icy air of night,
• 1:19:47
  Speaker 25: while the stars that oversprinkle all the heavens seem to
• 1:19:50
  Speaker 25: twinkle with a crystalline delight, keeping time, time, time, and
• 1:19:54
  Speaker 25: a sort of runic rhyme to the tintin obulation that
• 1:19:57
  Speaker 25: so musically wells from the bell bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells.
• 1:20:03
  Speaker 25: From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells. Hear
• 1:20:08
  Speaker 25: the mellow wedding bells, golden bells, What a world of
• 1:20:12
  Speaker 25: happiness their harmony foretells through the balmy air of night,
• 1:20:16
  Speaker 25: how they ring out their delight from the molden golden notes,
• 1:20:20
  Speaker 25: and all in tune. What a liquid ditty floats to
• 1:20:23
  Speaker 25: the turtle dove that listens while she gloats on the moon. Oh,
• 1:20:28
  Speaker 25: from out the sounding cells, What a gush of euphony
• 1:20:31
  Speaker 25: voluminously wells, how it swells, how it dwells on the future,
• 1:20:36
  Speaker 25: How it tells of the rapture that impels to the
• 1:20:39
  Speaker 25: swinging and the ringing of the bells, bells, bells of
• 1:20:43
  Speaker 25: the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, till a
• 1:20:47
  Speaker 25: rhyming and the chiming of the bells. Hear the loud
• 1:20:52
  Speaker 25: alarum bells, brazen bells. What a tale of terror? Now
• 1:20:56
  Speaker 25: their turbulency tells, in the startled ear of night, how
• 1:21:00
  Speaker 25: they stream out their affright too much horrified to speak,
• 1:21:04
  Speaker 25: they can only shriek, shriek, out of tune, in a
• 1:21:07
  Speaker 25: clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, in a
• 1:21:10
  Speaker 25: mad expostulation, with a deaf and frantic fire, leaping higher, higher, higher,
• 1:21:16
  Speaker 25: with a desperate desire and a resolute endeavor. Now now
• 1:21:20
  Speaker 25: to sit or never by the side of the pale
• 1:21:23
  Speaker 25: faced moon, or the bells, bells, bells, What a tale there, terror,
• 1:21:28
  Speaker 25: tales of despair. How they clang and clash and roar,
• 1:21:33
  Speaker 25: What a horror they out pour on the bosom of
• 1:21:35
  Speaker 25: the palpitating air. Yet the ear it fully knows, by
• 1:21:39
  Speaker 25: the twanging and the clanging, how the danger ebbs and flows.
• 1:21:43
  Speaker 25: Yet the ear distinctly tells in the jangling and the wrangling,
• 1:21:46
  Speaker 25: how the danger sinks and swells, by the sinking or
• 1:21:50
  Speaker 25: the swelling in the anger of the bells, of the bells,
• 1:21:54
  Speaker 25: of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells. In
• 1:21:58
  Speaker 25: the clamor and the clangor of the bells, here the
• 1:22:03
  Speaker 25: tolling of the bells, iron bells. What a world of
• 1:22:07
  Speaker 25: solemn thought their monody compels in the silence of the night.
• 1:22:12
  Speaker 25: How we shiver with affright at the melancholy menace of
• 1:22:15
  Speaker 25: their tone. For every sound that floats from the rust
• 1:22:18
  Speaker 25: within their throats is a groan. And the people, ah,
• 1:22:22
  Speaker 25: the people, they that dwell up in the steeple all alone,
• 1:22:26
  Speaker 25: and who tolling, tolling, tolling in that muffled monotone, feel
• 1:22:31
  Speaker 25: a glory in so rolling on the human heart a stone.
• 1:22:34
  Speaker 25: They are neither man nor woman, They are neither brute
• 1:22:38
  Speaker 25: nor human. They are ghouls. And their king it is
• 1:22:41
  Speaker 25: who tolls, and he rolls, rolls, rolls, rolls a peon
• 1:22:46
  Speaker 25: from the bells, and his merry bosom swells with the
• 1:22:49
  Speaker 25: peon of the bells, and he dances, and he yells,
• 1:22:53
  Speaker 25: keeping time time time, and a sort of runic rhyme
• 1:22:56
  Speaker 25: to the peon of the bells of the bells, keeping
• 1:23:00
  Speaker 25: time time time, and a sort of runic rhyme to
• 1:23:03
  Speaker 25: the throbbing of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 1:23:07
  Speaker 25: to the sobbing of the bells, keeping time time time,
• 1:23:11
  Speaker 25: as he knells, nellsnells, in a happy runic rhyme, to
• 1:23:16
  Speaker 25: the rolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells,
• 1:23:20
  Speaker 25: to the tolling of the bells of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
• 1:23:27
  Speaker 25: to the moaning and the groaning of the bells, and
• 1:23:33
  Speaker 25: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.