Their old familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet the words repeat
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
And thought how, as the day had come,And wild and sweet the words repeat
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along th’ unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
Till ringing, singing on its way
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime, a chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
And in despair I bowed my head:
“There is no peace on earth,” I said,
“For hate is strong 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 does He sleep;
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail
With peace on earth, good will to men.”
| Born | February 27, 1807 Portland, Maine, United States |
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| Died | March 24, 1882 (aged 75) Cambridge, Massachusetts, United States |
| Occupation | Poet Professor |
| Literary movement | Romanticism |
I love that old song. I am so glad to know for whom the bell tolls......
ReplyDeleteI have an ornament that has a few lines from this song on it. I love it.
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