Dear Bells! How Sweet The Sound Of

The Biggest Bore Of All Is He Who Is Overflowing With Congratulations

We Watch'd Her Breathing Through The Night, Her Breathing Soft And Low, As In Her Breast The Wave Of Life Kept Heaving To And Fro.

Oh, If It Be To Choose And Call Thee Mine, Love, Thou Art Every Day My Valentine!

Dear Bells! How Sweet The Sound Of Village Bells When On The Undulating Air They Swim!

So Mayst Thou Live, Dear! Many Years, In All The Bliss That Life Endears