- Ring Out, Wild Bells
- Ring out, wild bells to the wild sky
- The flying cloud, the frosty light
- The year is dying in the night'
- Ring out, wild bells, and let him die..
- Ring out the old, ring in the new
- Ring happy bells across the snow,
- The year is going, let him go.
- Ring out the false, ring in the true.
- Ring out the grief that saps the mind
- For those that here, we see no more;
- Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
- Ring to redress to all mankind.
Ring out a slowly dying cause
- And ancient forms of party strife,
- Ring in the nobler modes of life
- With sweeter manners, purer laws
- Ring out the want, the care, the sin
- The faithless coldness of the times,
- Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes
- But ring the fuller minstrel in
- Ring out false pride in place and blood,
- The civic slander and the spite
- Ring in the love of truth and light.
- Ring in the common love of good.
- Ring out old shapes of foul disease,
- Rng out the narrowing lust of gold;
- Ring out the thousand wars of old
- Ring in the thousand years of peace.
- Ring in the valiant man and free
- The larger heart, the kindier hand
- Ring out the darkness of the land
- Ring in the Christ that is to be.
- Alfred wrote these words in 1850, on a stormy night when the bells rang wildly in the fierce wind. Other recountings doubt that even the wild wind could make a heavy church bell ring. I don't know, but it makes a wonderful picture in my mind. What struck me most though is the timeliness of these words even 173 years later.
- I read that it used to be that church bells rung at midnight, but they were muffled in the beginning to toll in mourning for the passing of old year. At the stroke of midnight, the muffling was removed and the tolling turned to happy peals to ring out across the country side to ring in the new year. What a pretty custom.
Sunday, January 1, 2023
It has always been thus
Houdi continues to do alright. He's not himself, but he eats and he drinks. He is a bit more reclusive than usual, but he's stopped...