Christmas Bells
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
Ā Ā Ā Ā And wild and sweet
Ā Ā Ā Ā The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Ā Ā Ā Ā Had rolled along
Ā Ā Ā Ā The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
Till ringing, singing on its way,
The world revolved from night to day,
Ā Ā Ā Ā A voice, a chime,
Ā Ā Ā Ā A chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
Then from each black, accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
Ā Ā Ā Ā And with the sound
Ā Ā Ā Ā The carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
It was as if an earthquake rent
The hearth-stones of a continent,
Ā Ā Ā Ā And made forlorn
Ā Ā Ā Ā The households born
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
And in despair I bowed my head;
“There is no peace on earth,” I said;
Ā Ā Ā Ā “For hate is strong,
Ā Ā Ā Ā And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!”
Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
“God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
Ā Ā Ā Ā The Wrong shall fail,
Ā Ā Ā Ā The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men.
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