Curfew must not ring tonight.
If there are occasions when my grape turned into a raisin and my joy bell lost its resonance, please forgive me. Charge it to my head and not to my heart.
Those evening bells! those evening bells! How many a tale their music tells!
Ring out the old ring in the new Ring happy bells across the snow.
I Hear the sledges with the bells - Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the...